Yesterday morning, I felt lost and needed assistance, because snow had returned to Boston:
Why did I react to the first snowfall of the season that way?
- I’ve lived in Boston for 62 years and, at this point, have seen enough snow.
- Last year’s record snowfall was so overwhelming and painful, I was considering titling this post “PTSD: Post Traumatic Snow Disorder.”
- Now that I’m on anti-coagulants for the rest of my life, it’s very dangerous for me to slip and fall while walking, and I LOVE to walk, no matter what the weather.
Anyway, no matter what the weather, we can all feel lost and need assistance, at times. That’s why I noticed this sign at work:
It’s wonderful to know there’s a service ambassador on call, happy to assist me.
Which reminds me of how happy I am that, starting next Monday, thanks to our new “Quick Response”…
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