This has been a great week for meeting friendly people.
I was fortunate enough to get an invite to attend a welcome reception for the new Indian Land Middle School principal, Chris Thorpe. Thorpe was friendly, had a warm smile and a “good” handshake. That sounds like success to me.
The next meeting occurred when one of our neighbors rang our doorbell at 1:30 a.m. to tell us one of our trees had fallen across the road, blocking one of the only two entrances and exits for our neighborhood. I called the Sheriff’s Department, since it was a safety issue, and an hour later, Larry Hodge and one of his crew in a DOT truck with orange lights flashing and chainsaws running started working on the tree. I went outside to thank them and Hodge said, “It’s my job, and I was glad to do it; we do this all the time.”
I could just picture me out there. It would be extremely dangerous for me to have someone talk to me at that time of night, especially with a chain saw in my hand.
My next incident with a friendly person was the salesman Randy James, who replaced our refrigerator with the right handle and picked up the old one up. He did all this with a smile and a very sincere apology for our trouble.
In a recent study, folks were asked to guess the ages of people with a smiling, friendly face or a non-smiling unfriendly face. Smiling, friendly were deemed years younger than they really were! We associate an upbeat mood with youthful happiness so we automatically assume the person who is smiling is younger.
An unknown author wrote, “The only disability in life is a bad attitude.”
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