Because you know I’m speaking nothing but the truth
– and their courtesy is something otherworldly in this day.
10) The meat
managers and butchers at the really nice grocery store near the rich folks’
neighborhoods – with the shockingly affordable prices. I have a friend at
the grocery store who happens to be a fellow pit master, and every time we see
each other, it kind of resembles those Shutterstock pictures of two dudes
giving dap.
Honorable mention:
Starbucks employees and the exceedingly polite customers who let you sit
next to them to blog and consume iced caramel grande frappuccinos.
9) White
people with good beer. Dating back to college (I didn’t drink in high
school), the bros who were able to afford the good beer – Budweiser – every
Thursday night in undergrad for the parties on Frat Row or on route to the private
clubs several miles outside of the city limits were the most generous with the
red- and-white cans. Once I turned 21, I began to legally reciprocate the good
vibes to younger brothers and pretty much anyone who hung out with me in
Whispering Oaks during the summer. These days and thanks to my friends/former
coworkers from Nature’s Classroom, I have quite the hankering for craft beer.
Send a growler from Berkshire Brewing Company my way, please.
Honorable mention is white people seeing a brother
run through the subdivision without calling the police first about the fat guy
huffing and puffing in a wife beater and basketball shorts.
8) The
Everett Buick GMC sales and service team. Yeah, I know I routinely plug
them in just because I’ve purchased our last two cars from the GM lot two miles
from the house, but they are ridiculously polite and that cappuccino machine is
unreal. The service manager has a standing invitation to the cookout at the Dub
Shack and is in more of my daughter’s pictures than some of her aunts and
uncles, but that’s because the first car was so heavily recalled. (Shout out to
Seth!) They also know that more of my money is coming their way now that GMC
announced the Canyon Denali is coming next year: just make sure mine is a blue crew cab with a
sunroof and four-wheel drive.
Honorable mention goes to the ladies at Lane Bryant
who see me when my wife runs a balance in that fine women’s establishment to
pay the bill and support said habit. You can say the same thing of the Carter’s
manager when my daughter gets new clothes.
7) Pastors and
deacons who know you tithe faithfully and regularly. Maybe it’s just
perception or from what I’ve seen as part of the leadership team in two
churches, but I find it funny at times that the people making bank aren’t
always the best givers. Then again, there is a certain swagger that comes in
doing what thus said the Lord and some people just do it better than others.
Honorable mention:
the guy who lets you make a left turn into McDonald’s during rush hour
and cougars who are cleaning house at the roulette tables in Vegas.
6) Bookstore
employees and professional librarians. Thanks to them, I’m still on the
waitlist for the next Game of Thrones book – and one of the few people on Earth
that would rather read the books than watch the HBO series.
Honorable mention:
Church ushers, teachers on the last work day of school, and retiring
administrators.
5) Black
college students on student loan refund day. Not the one in August, but the
second disbursement in October that becomes straight cash, homie. I was one
of those students for one year:
everybody ate like kings and queens at the local Tex-Mex restaurant that
required people to wear a little more than pajama pants and Greek-letter
t-shirts. Bonus points for those who
remember my Gap and Abercrombie obsessions during sophomore and junior years before I began student teaching and
started trying to dress like a grownup.
Honorable mention:
Waitresses in Mexican restaurants, mariachi bands, and the old school
vet bumping Earth, Wind & Fire at the car wash on Saturday afternoons from
the same deuce-and-a-quarter you may have been conceived in.
4) Payday is
three times during the month for biweekly employees. There is nothing like
balling out before the rent is due on the first.
Honorable mention goes to the doctors with cute
nurses who know they are here to make the visits a little more enjoyable -
especially if you bring a toddler along.
3) Whole
Foods staff. Also termed as Whole Paycheck, they are the happiest retail
workers in Arkansas – which isn’t saying much thanks to Wal-Mart having a
stranglehold on the Natural State, but they are overly proud of that pound of
wild salmon wrapped up in the fresh section.
Honorable mention:
Obama supporters after he had a good week or when he dropped another
cultural signifier. Remember when he said folks like to pop off at the mouth?
2) Food
pantry coordinators. Yep, I’m talking about myself and all of the others
who run food pantries everywhere. Once you fill out the prerequisite paperwork,
I’m happy to bless you with three days of food. Moreover, I also deliver within
a certain distance.
Honorable mention goes to the guys who routinely get
surprise sex from women above their pay grades and Kappas who make
three-pointers during basketball games.
And the nicest people we know are…
1) The ice
cream man. I’m not talking about Master P driving a white Lexus with gold
Daytons spokes, but the lady who shows up in the neighborhood driving a van
with the menu plastered on every inch of the rig. My daughter is too young
to appreciate this, but my goddaughter Jai’Maya loves hearing the jingle. It’s
so adorable, even a miser like me is opening the piggy bank to satisfy the
babies.
Honorable mention is the employee who just got an
offer for a better job and is dutifully cleaning out his or her cubicle while
dancing like he is carrying a to-go plate from Saturday’s cookout to the car.
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