Chick-fil-A restaurants are scattered throughout the United States. Because Chick-fil-A is based in Georgia, I consider myself fortunate to have many locations around me. My family and I eat at Chick-fil-A at least once a month. Every time we place an order with one of the restaurant employees, the employees respond with a “my pleasure.” If you thank any of the Chick-fil-A employees, their response will always be a “my pleasure.”
Charlie has a friend at school named, Sammy. Sammy’s Mom and I chat on the playground, while the boys play and we wait for the other kids to get out of school. Sammy’s Mom is an incredibly friendly and giving person. Oftentimes, she’ll bring treats for the kids. When the kids respond with a “thank you”, Sammy’s Mom returns with an “it was my pleasure.”
Sammy’s Mom doesn’t just share her “it was my pleasure” response with the kids. She has spoken those words to me on several occasions, as well as others I’ve heard her interact with at school.
I find myself filled with delight and joy whenever I hear someone respond to me with the words ‘my pleasure’. Funny how a word that implies a sense of delight or joy has the power to leave another person with a sense of delight or joy.
When I ask something of someone and I receive a response of ‘my pleasure’ I smile, I feel special, and I find the pleasant feeling I have lingers to the point that I want to pay it forward.
The Chick-fil-A employees are trained to say “my pleasure”, and never have I heard someone utter the sentiment in a way that did not sound genuine. I assume the employees have bad days, but I wonder if their training helps them to keep things in perspective, allowing them to put kindness first. Gracious, what a concept.
Several weeks ago (March 18th), MJ gave my blog and I a nod. She listed my blog among her favorites, and she passed the Sunshine Award to me. Though I’ve never met MJ face to face, I am certain if we were face to face and I said to her, “Thank you for the nod”, she would respond with, “My pleasure.”
Earlier this week, Just Ramblin left a comment for me saying, “I have been enjoying your blog and seeing your photo captures of the moments you choose to share. Reading your posts and sharing in your adventures has been rewarding for me and I believe you deserve the Creative Capture Blogging Award.” I thanked Just Ramblin within the comments, and JR responded with “It is nice to say thanks to someone …” To me, JR was saying, “My pleasure.”
I appreciate the kindness consistently shown by the Chick-fil-A employees, and I appreciate the kindness shown by Sammy’s Mom. I appreciate and enjoy the feeling I have when I hear someone say “my pleasure”.
One more thing…
Wednesday of this week, 18 other bloggers and I took part in an event of
biblical proportions chocolate and peanut butter goodness: Living Better through Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups. The idea came about through Peg-O-Leg, who rallied and organized the troops.
The ingredients: vanilla ice cream, Nutter Butter Peanut Butter Sandwich Cookies, Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups
The process: chopped, blended, scooped and topped
Trust me when I say, completing the experiment was my pleasure. In fact, I am left with such a pleasant feeling that I will do what I can to pay it forward. It would be my pleasure to know I made someone feel a sense of delight or joy.
A special note to Peg: “Thank you for the opportunity to contribute to the Better Living posts. Participating was my pleasure.”