best buy:
the customer service girl was stunning to say the least. i was in shock over her beauty, then she spoke and she was the sweetest thing ever. she took my return, matched the price, and basically was overly helpful. i had to look around to make sure i didn't step into the wrong store by mistake. rarely do nice people wait on you at this particular best buy.

on to target:
i have four items, three cards and deodorant. two lines are open, filled with four people with huge carts filled with merchandise. so i step in line behind a lady who has fifty things out, and a full cart she's still unpacking. she smiles at me, looks at my four items, and tells me to please go ahead of her. she tells me that she knows what it's like to wait in a long line when you have two things. in shock, i thank her and tell her i really appreciate it. this is when i start to wonder if i'm dreaming, or maybe being punk'd.

and finally the ice cream shop:
i haven't been there in over a month. i've had nothing to eat all day, and it's now 1 p.m. and it's a million degrees outside. i decide to have a nice healthy lunch of ice cream. the normally cranky woman comes to the window and offers to take my order. i contemplate letting the other guy go, pretending like i don't know what i want, just to avoid her. then she smiles and says, "i know what you want, i just can't remember what flavor you like. and don't you usually come on tuesdays?" um, what? she called me babe three times, joked with me, was super nice, and reminded me to stop in on tuesday next week to save myself a dollar.

three nice people in a row.

clearly i'm about to find out that i have two weeks to live. or maybe both my arms are going to suddenly fall off. i really won't be surprised.