Window Washer

We had requested an appointment at 7pm on a Tuesday with a leading window specialist to look into the cost of replacing both our front room picture window and the back-of-the house sliding glass door. Both are old, and cause a big shift in the temperature of this main floor.

I don’t think the salesman, “Maurice Washer,” knew what to make of Bobbi and me. In the midst of applying for our installment loan (to purchase the items we wanted), signing papers, and being instructed on what made this company’s windows superb (quality is not cheap), our one hour appointment stretched into two. 

Bobbi and I believed it was important to know every personal item about Maurice that was possible. For me, the real enjoyment of life involves being allowed to veer off in all directions to make this appointment something that won’t soon be forgotten.

We learned (and saw on his cell phone) the accomplished art of Maurice, Mr. Washer had a young adult daughter that played various instruments, was on his second wife, had Lymphoma (like me), was a pilot, worked in the insurance field, and lived in Florida (around Disney World).

In return, Maurice learned Bobbi had weight loss surgery (saw the cell phone before picture), about our three Chihuahuas (who intermittingly barked from their cage the whole appointment), and that I had a blog, which I gave him the address to.

Have you gotten to know someone new lately? Getting to know people different than yourself can add a lot of spice (and variety) to your life. Don’t be scared to reach out to those unlike yourself. Just think your new best friend may be waiting around the next bend in your life road.