Over 6 FEET of snow in Buffalo. Here in the Great White North 4 INCHES! Across the Lake in Oswego, NY the snow is so deep, they can not measure it, ha! Seriously they have had feet of snow as well.
As bad as all this snow is, in the next week, all/most of it will melt. You think snow is bad, wait until you see the damage from the upcoming flooding!

I just finished doing the annual inspection, registration, and window sticker swap-out on my three vehicles.

And it is time to relax then Rob!
I really like that picture. MASH was a good show!
Walker

I have met a couple of people like this. True pleasure knowing them.

"I was waiting in line for a ride at the airport. When a cab pulled up, the first thing I noticed was the taxi was polished to a bright shine. Smartly dressed in a white shirt, black tie, and freshly pressed black slacks, the cab driver jumped out and rounded the car to open the back passenger door for me.
He handed me a laminated card and said, 'I'm Wasu, your driver. While I'm loading your bags in the trunk, I'd like you to read my mission statement.'
Taken aback, I read the card. It said, 'Wasu's Mission Statement: To get my customers to their destination in the quickest, safest, and cheapest way possible in a friendly environment.'
This blew me away. Especially when I noticed the inside of the cab matched the outside. Spotlessly clean!
As he slid behind the wheel, Wasu said, 'Would you like a cup of coffee? I have a thermos of regular and one of decaf.'
I said jokingly, 'No, I'd prefer a soft drink.'
Wasu smiled and said, 'No problem. I have a cooler up front with regular and Diet Coke, lassi, water, and orange juice.'
Almost stuttering, I said, 'I'll take a lassi since I’ve never had one before.'
Handing me my drink, Wasu said, 'If you'd like something to read, I have Good Housekeeping magazine, Reader’s Digest, The Bible, and a Travel + Leisure magazine.'
As we were pulling away, Wasu handed me another laminated card, 'These are the stations I get and the music they play, if you'd like to listen to the radio.'
And as if that weren't enough, Wasu told me he had the heater on and asked if the temperature was comfortable for me.
Then he advised me of the best route to my destination for that time of day. He also let me know he'd be happy to chat and tell me about some of the sights or, if I preferred, to leave me with my own thoughts.
'Tell me, Wasu,' I was amazed and asked him, 'have you always served customers like this?'
Wasu smiled into the rear view mirror. 'No, not always. In fact, it's only been in the last two years. My first five years driving, I spent most of my time complaining like all the rest of the cabbies do. Then I heard about power of choice one day.'
'Power of choice is that you can be a duck or an eagle. If you get up in the morning expecting to have a bad day, you'll rarely disappoint yourself. Stop complaining! Don't be a duck. Be an eagle. Ducks quack and complain. Eagles soar above the crowd.'
'That hit me right,' said Wasu. He continued and said, 'It is about me. I was always quacking and complaining, so I decided to change my attitude and become an eagle. I looked around at the other cabs and their drivers. The cabs were dirty, the drivers were unfriendly, and the customers were unhappy. So I decided to make some changes. I put in a few at a time. When my customers responded well, I did more.'
'I take it that has paid off for you,' I said.
'It sure has,' Wasu replied. 'My first year as an eagle, I doubled my income from the previous year. This year, I'll probably quadruple it. My customers call me for appointments on my cell phone or leave a message on it.'
Wasu made a different choice. He decided to stop quacking like ducks and start soaring like eagles. I hope we all decide to soar like an eagle and not quack like a duck."
Credit: Summer Grace Vanni

David, could you please copy this and enail to me? When I try to do that, it copies the whole thread. Thanks.

Pap

Hi,
Copied and emailed!

Thank you sir!!

Pap

David, what a message.
Thanks so much for posting and sharing.
Walker

Customer service with a flair!!!

Another good slogan Courtesy is contagious!!!

Think about it,when you are courteous to other folks,they usually respond in kind.

Wayne

Checking out at the store, the young cashier suggested to the much
older lady that she should bring her own grocery bags, because plastic
bags are not good for the environment.


The woman apologized to the young girl and explained, "We didn't have
this 'green thing' back in my earlier days."

The young clerk responded, "That's our problem today. Your generation
did not care enough to save our environment for future generations."

The older lady said that she was right -- our generation didn't have
the "green thing" in its day. The older lady went on to explain:

Back then, we returned milk bottles, soda bottles and beer bottles to
the store. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed,
sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles over and
over. So they really were recycled. But we didn't have the "green
thing" back in our day.

Grocery stores bagged our groceries in brown paper bags that we reused
for numerous things. Most memorable besides household garbage bags was
the use of brown paper bags as book covers for our schoolbooks. This
was to ensure that public property (the books provided for our use by
the school) was not defaced by our scribblings. Then we were able to
personalize our books on the brown paper bags. But, too bad we didn't
do the "green thing" back then.

We walked up stairs because we didn't have an escalator in every store
and office building. We walked to the grocery store and didn't climb
into a 300-horsepower machine every time we had to go two blocks.

But she was right. We didn't have the "green thing" in our day. Back
then we washed the baby's diapers because we didn't have the throw
away kind. We dried clothes on a line, not in an energy-gobbling
machine burning up 220 volts. Wind and solar power really did dry our
clothes back in our early days.

Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not
always brand-new clothing.

But that young lady is right; we didn't have the "green thing" back in
our day. Back then we had one TV, or radio, in the house -- not a TV
in every room. And the TV had a small screen the size of a
handkerchief(remember them?), not a screen the size of the state of
Montana.

In the kitchen we blended and stirred by hand because we didn't have
electric machines to do everything for us.

When we packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, we used wadded up
old newspapers to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap.

Back then, we didn't fire up an engine and burn gasoline just to cut
the lawn. We used a push mower that ran on human power..

We exercised by working so we didn't need to go to a health club to
run on treadmills that operate on electricity.

But she's right; we didn't have the "green thing" back then.

We drank from a fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup
or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water.

We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we
replaced the razor blade in a razor instead of throwing away the whole
razor just because the blade got dull.

But we didn't have the "green thing" back then.

Back then, people took the streetcar or a bus and kids rode their
bikes to school or walked instead of turning their moms into a 24-hour
taxi service in the family's $45,000 SUV or van, which cost what a
whole house did before the "green thing."

We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets
to power a dozen appliances. And we didn't need a computerized gadget
to receive a signal beamed
from satellites 23,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest
burger joint.

But isn't it sad the current generation laments how wasteful we old
folks were just because we didn't have the "green thing" back then?

Please forward this on to another selfish old person who needs a
lesson in conservation from a smart ass young person.

We don't like being old in the first place, so it doesn't take much to
tick us off... Specially from a smartass who can't make change without
the cash register telling them how much!

Pap