
At the Discover store, I found products from an interesting new firm: Tom Ranch. At least, it is new to me, and I am fairly familiar with companies that sell California souvenirs since I am always needing souvenirs for our distant branch personnel. There were some suitable gifts: chocolate-covered cherries, chocolate pistachios, and wine-infused chocolates in pill-box-shaped containers. Intriguing. I settled for tea chocolates in an eyeglass-holder-shaped tin.
As I was browsing, the sales clerk, who had recently transferred to this store, struck up a conversation. I had time, and there were no other customers. So, we chatted a bit. When I had selected the gifts I wanted, he asked if I were military. I told him that I am no longer a member of the Armed Forces but do work with the military and shared that I was actually on my way to an air base, which housed our organization's local branch.
When he rang up my order, he proudly announced that he was giving me a 33% discount, which made the cost of my few gifts very affordable.
"Do you want to see my government I.D.?" I asked him.
"No," he answered. "I am not giving you a military discount. I am giving you a higher discount -- for being nice."
Cool!
Very cool!
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I thought so, Michael! :)
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