A tribute to Andy
Jan. 3rd, 2005 07:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jay_mooseThis entry is dedicated to someone who, in the scheme of things, doesn't seem too big.
But, in fact, this man is bigger than most of us.
And i know nothing but his name, and his impact at Barnes and Nobles.
Andy is a cashier at the bookstore, with an awkward stance, large glasses, receding hair, and muttonchops.
He is also autistic.
He has made Barnes and Nobles an even more enjoyable place to go with his soft voice, friendly smile, and idle, yet meaningful chatter.
In fact, i often drop back on line if there are other cashiers, so i could have Andy ring up my purchase.
I've watched work-worn people stagger up to Andy, impatient for their purchase, but walk away smiling and chatting.
I've seen people step back if they were next with Andy, frowning slightly and mumbling, clearly noticing the difference between him and everyone else. But like everyone else, they disgruntedly plop their books down and wait, looking cross.
But they too walk away smiling.
So God bless Andy, with his warm, "Hi, how are you this evening?", his humor, his warmth, and his seemingly insignifant role with human tolerance.
But, in fact, this man is bigger than most of us.
And i know nothing but his name, and his impact at Barnes and Nobles.
Andy is a cashier at the bookstore, with an awkward stance, large glasses, receding hair, and muttonchops.
He is also autistic.
He has made Barnes and Nobles an even more enjoyable place to go with his soft voice, friendly smile, and idle, yet meaningful chatter.
In fact, i often drop back on line if there are other cashiers, so i could have Andy ring up my purchase.
I've watched work-worn people stagger up to Andy, impatient for their purchase, but walk away smiling and chatting.
I've seen people step back if they were next with Andy, frowning slightly and mumbling, clearly noticing the difference between him and everyone else. But like everyone else, they disgruntedly plop their books down and wait, looking cross.
But they too walk away smiling.
So God bless Andy, with his warm, "Hi, how are you this evening?", his humor, his warmth, and his seemingly insignifant role with human tolerance.
