{visual description: Photo of store employee wearing a helping hands sign in the parking lot.}
One of my friends , Joe (not his real name or picture), works as a Helping Hand at a grocery store. Joe has cognitive limitations and CP which makes it difficult to walk. Joe limps and sways as he helps customers but is strong enough to do the job.
"I like to work," he told me one day. "This is a dream job. I get to help lots of nice people, like you."
He's a charmer.
When Joe needed my help with a problem because he has trouble dealing with paperwork he wanted to pay me but I told him he's already paid me many times over with his kindnesses. As hard as he works for his money out in the cold, snow and heat, I was impressed by how he offered to pay although I certainly wasn't helping him for that.
I don't see Joe too often since I have my groceries delivered, but sometimes when I'm down in the area I stop by to say hello and just check on him. He's usually smiling. When I ask him how things are going he says "I got to help lots of people today. It's a good day."
I wonder how many lives Joe touches every day.
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It seems like grocery stores are about the only businesses who realize how much good will they can achieve by hiring people like Joe. I can think of many "Joe's" I've met at such stores.
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