The only downside of getting up super-early on a Saturday Morning is that when you walk into a store before 9am it’s as if you’re walking onto the stage at Carnegie Hall. With virtually no customers to help – I was practically the sole human walking into big box theatre.
I counted at least 6 “Hello’s”, 4 “How are You’s” and 3 “Can I help you Find’s” and they were all in quick succession, rapid-fire Congeniality Bombardment.
Honestly, I’d rather be left alone than to be the recipient of Congeniality Bombardment. Not that I’m a curmudgeon by any means it’s just all so phoney and unneccesary. A pleasant smile and eye contact to acknowledge my presence would more than suffice.