CD Mattocks
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Coming from different parts of Georgia, I’m somewhat accustomed to the “southern hospitality” everyone expects from the area. I sometimes take it for granted until I came to Denver. Not that people are rude here or anything like that, it’s just not the same. When I went in to this convenience store, the man at the counter (I wish I’d gotten his name - this was on 2/10 around 10:30am, I believe) spoke to me in a way that reminded me of the southern hospitality I experience at home. A lot of that has to do with his tone of voice and calling me “friend,” and things like that, but I also felt like he genuinely cared about whatever it was that I cared about. First, I went in just to ask him where I could park so I could eat next door. Right off the bat, I was communicating to him that I wasn’t interested in spending money at his store. Still, he helped me find a spot. When I discovered that the other place I was hoping to eat at wasn’t even open yet, I came back in to tell him thanks for his help but I wouldn’t be eating there anyway. Then I asked him about his hot food, and he sold me an entire pizza. He had it boxed up and waiting at the register before I even knew what was going on. He and another employee both offered me different kinds of sauces too - something else that they’re not making money off of but are still offering out of thoughtfulness and genuine regard for me. The other guy handed me a huge handful of sauce packets, too. Not just two little things like a lot of restaurants do. I know sometimes convenience stores don’t always get the best reputation but this one is definitely an exception to that - make sure you stop in and pick up a whole pizza if you’re headed out to the slopes! Eat all day for $7!