A long-time resident of the Midwestern United States blogs about living in New York City and how it compares to life in the suburbs of Cincinnati.
July 1, 2011
Service where you wouldn't expect it.
I stopped at a corner convenience shop to buy flowers. The man maintaining that area saw me looking and asked me about the colors in my place then offered some suggestions. After I chose three different flowers, he took them apart and arranged them like so. Then he asked me what my vase was like so he could cut the stems just right. There are so many choices for the shopper here that the service you get is what separates one place from another. This is where I'll buy my flowers from now on.
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