I had to buy a new stove and microwave and they were delivered yesterday. Israel called between the hours expected and said he’d be there in 20 minutes. He was.
I looked out the front sliding windows and saw two Hispanic guys in a very long white truck pull up in front of my condo. I waved “you found me,” and they waved back. Behind these two fellows I saw an American flag on the back wall of their cab. Nice sight.
I opened the door and Israel said “Mrs Z? I’m Israel, from Best Buys, and I have your appliances!” He put his hand out to shake mine and I shook back. His buddy came up behind him and Israel said “Mrs. Z, this is my partner, Luis.” “Nice to meet you,” Luis says.
Talk about professional and polite.
They go out to the back of the truck and put on black straps so they don’t hurt their back as they lift. Both come in, they put the things down in my living room, they show me the packing slips, match them with my invoice they also had a copy of, and all is good. They were about to leave when I asked…
“Did you put the American flag in your cab!?” Both said “Yes, we DID!” giving me the thumb’s up with child like delight! (WHAT?) I said “It’s a wonderful sight, thanks for doing that!” and they both shook hands with me, all smiles.
Israel was so cheerful I commented on it and he said “I’m always happy!”
“You a believer?” I asked. “Yes, I am. My name is Israel and I named my son Israel…”
They left all smiles and I was left thinking “This is the kind of immigrant we want here.”
Amen to that.