On my way into McDonald’s there was a landscaping gal pulling up dead plants from the bed.
“Hey, Weed Lady,” I hollered. “You must know the name of those big flowering plants there.”
“Yep. They’re called Winter Hardy Hibiscus. You should see the ones on the north side of the parking lot at the Ryan Road store. Beautiful.” she said.
Since she had gloves on I showed her my trademark Mini-Thanks card and laid it on her basket near her phone.
“They certainly are some stunning flowers," I said. "Thanks for the info. Keep up the good work, Weed Lady.”
“No, thank you. You don’t know what that means to me this morning. My mom’s in the hospital. Her aorta’s leaking into her lungs. We don’t know what we’re going to do and it has been a very stressful couple of weeks.”
And that is exactly why I prefer the walk-in over the drive-thru. It's the people I meet.
Many of us simply need someone to see us. Just for a moment.
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