December 2012

My New Best Friend: The Parking Lot Attendant

Kindness and Respect Matter BIG


Every time I am denied service somewhere, I save money. Or at least that’s my new mantra as I try to make myself feel better. 


The most heartening thing that’s happened to me in weeks was at the parking garage last night. My dad and I were talking about the Obama advertisement for the increased need for Food Banks and the parking attendant overheard our conversation. When I left the parking garage, the parking attendant let me out without paying and thumped his chest in a hearty motion. That’s the power of the people and his action left us both smiling.