Throughout my recent travels through the Southeast I came to notice that the omnipresent smiling face of the Wal-Mart greeter was missing. First couple of times I considered it to be just coincidence or I had simply missed seeing them. Then it became obvious they just weren’t there anymore.
At first I decided that maybe this was a Southern thing but back home I’ve been in two different Wal-Mart stores and no sign of a greeter was to be found.
Obviously, since I noticed this, the Wal-Mart greeter was somehow important to me. It probably cost the corporation a ton of money to have someone standing at each entrance, ready with a smile, a shopping cart, and directions to the toad food section. I once thought that after retirement from teaching being a Wal-Mart greeter would be a fun job. I even once inquired but quickly found out it would require showing up on time and keeping to a work schedule. Borrowing a line from my granddaughter, that’s just not the way I roll these days.