I am a Special Snowflake
DH picks me up from work and we run our errands on the way home. We've lived in the same place for 20+ years and we love our
First stop: Take empty cans/beverage containers to the redemption center. The people who work at this place are very nice and we often tell them they are "da bess, no ka oi" (pidgin for "the best, none better"). There were 2 people in front of us, sorting large bags of containers into the barrels. We walk up and the 2 workers bring barrels over to us and help us sort. With 4 of us sorting, we are done in 2 minutes, so they weigh the barrels and we are out of there in less than 4 minutes. The other 2 people are still sorting their stuff when we leave. I definitely felt special since we received preferential treatment.
Next stop: Pick up the book I reserved from the library. I do this so often that they have a place on the shelf with my name on it. There was no line, but only one check out station was open and he was chatting with a customer. The other librarian saw me standing on the footprints (where you are supposed to wait). She opened a second check out and waved me over. Once again, out of there in less than 4 minutes. Then she closed the check out and went back to what she was doing. She opened it just for me.
Third stop: The grocery store that advertises "just for you" pricing. I bought salad dressing for $1.41 that normally sells for $3.99. I stocked up. The clerk did a double take when she saw "my" price. I said, "I'm special.
I get special pricing."
We went home feeling like Very Special Snowflakes. We did not request special treatment from anyone; We treat them like we would want to be treated, so they like us and treat us very well indeed.