Tremendous potential existed at the grocery store today. Beans were on sale for $.99 a can – and the store was offering a coupon for an additional $.40-off per can, knocking the price down to $.59 a can. Additionally, I had a manufacturer’s coupon for $1 off of 2 cans, which would bring the price down to $.09 a can! (So basically, the beans would be pretty much free!) It promised to be one heckuva deal. (And if you’ve read the blog for a while, you know how much I like a deal.)
However, when I got to the store, another story started to form. As I made my way to the bean aisle, I saw that the display had been shopped almost bare:
As I stood there, poking around the waaaaaaay back of the shelf hoping to find a straggler can (or two), an older lady tapped me on the shoulder. A little startled, I quickly pulled back, and the woman asked me, “Miss, are you able to reach the top shelf? I would like to get a few cans of beans, but I can’t lift my arms to reach up there…” The woman pointed to a different location within the aisle, where more beans could be found:
I told the lady I could absolutely help her, then asked her which items she wanted. She and I made small-talk about the relative lack of choices regarding the varieties of beans available to us, but we both agreed that we would be happy with what we could get; the reduction in price was certainly generous. After the woman settled on the beans she wanted, I proceeded to put the specific cans she requested into her cart. She thanked me, and headed toward the end of the aisle to continue her shopping.
I turned back to the still-weak-but-now-slightly-improved offerings – and as I was attempting to make my selections I heard the older lady call out to me, “Oh miiiiissss….” Again startled, I quickly pulled back a second time, and turned to face the woman. She smiled at me, and pointed to a massive display:
The lady then called out to me, “It looks like we can both have our pick of beans now, can’t we?” And she took a few cans from the endcap, grinned at me, then walked away.
I returned the woman’s smile, then beamed internally at the both of us: for our mutual appreciation of a good deal, and for our mutual delight in helping a fellow shopper.