The date was June 1st, 1989.
I had just finished my Junior year of high school and was starting a new job at our local Wal-Mart. My boyfriend had dropped me off at work that afternoon and told me that he hoped I had the best day ever.
He had no idea.
After filling out paper work, I was placed on Register 4 to train with a co-worker, Tracy. Directly in front of us was Register 6 which was being run by a nice guy in a button down shirt, Walmart vest and thin black leather tie. We laughed and chatted between customers and at some point in the evening a bouquet of roses was delivered to the guy on Register 6. He turned the brightest shade of red that I had ever seen. Apparently, a girl from his school had a not-so-secret crush on him and was pursuing him with a vengeance. He was quick to point out that she was merely a friend and he had no romantic interests.
Later in the evening, I was “zoning” in the Infant Department (Walmart’s term for straightening the racks for closing – back then we closed at 9pm) when the guy from Register 6 approached and struck up a conversation. By this time, I knew his name was Steve and I knew that there was something very different about him – and, I liked it.
My boyfriend picked me up after closing that evening to drive me home. As I got into his car, I knew. This isn’t going to last much longer. I had just had the best day ever.
Two weeks later, on Wednesday, June 14th. The guy on Register 6 and I had our first date – to church. He was different, his family was different, his church was different and his love for Jesus was different. He was amazing and I wanted to spend every minute of every day for the rest of my life with him.
It’s been more than 24 years since that day at Walmart and the guy on Register 6 still has my heart.
Yes, there are funny people at Walmart. But there are also awesome, amazing and handsome ones too.
I, for one, found the best deal of my life at Walmart.
June 1st, 1989 was the best day ever.