Today was the second day of our Christmas shopping adventures. We have saved up all year to purchase a new television (our current model doesn't do white or bright colours very well. It all turns into a blinding scene of white, great for spiritual experiences, but not for television viewing). We've been looking around at various sales, seeing what our options were, for the amount of money we had saved up. On a whim (okay, to buy pop for Christmas), we went into London Drugs (the pop was on sale!). We decided to check out the televisions while we were there, as the Boxing Week flyer had just come in the mail and we didn't get a chance to read it. We happened upon a television in our price range that we had eyed up a few times. So we decided that we would purchase it, as they only a few left in stock. But this choice posed a problem for two people who walk every where they go. How do you get a television home without breaking it, when you are walking? Plus, can you stand to carry that heavy of an item home on your shoulders? (This isn't spongy like a Christmas tree). We happened to mention out loud that we needed to find someone who could come pick this up, before we paid for it. Amanda got the phone out, ready to call her mom or Dan's grandma for help. Before we could dial any numbers, the lady next to us, turns and asks us, "Do you live on Tims Ave?" We told her that we did. She seemed familiar, but we couldn't place from where we knew her. Turns out, she lives two doors down from us and was willing to give us a ride home. Evelyn, is a sweet older woman, who we saw maybe once or twice in the summer as we walked by her house as she was gardening. She told us, she likes to know who lives in the neighbourhood and paid attention to us walking around. It was a pleasant surprise that she would offer us a ride (and consequently wait for us to pay for the TV, and wait for an employee to get it out of the stock room).
Sometimes it surprises us that people recognize us since we walk around town so much. Our unofficial title seems to be "the walking couple." But then again, we notice other people who walk around as well. We still don't know what sets us apart from them, but it is nice to be recognized for that. And its nice that seeming random strangers are willing to help us out just because they recognize us from walking around town.
This isn't the first time this has happened to us. About two years ago, Dan and I walked to Superstore and ended up with more groceries than we could take home. We were about to call a taxi, when a nice woman offered us a ride home in her pick up truck. She said that she recognized us as the couple who walked around town. Needless to say, we accepted and are eternally grateful.
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