The Difference Between Tigger, Eeyore, and Frozen Yogurt
My friend and I are obsessed with frozen yogurt. We eat it at least once a week together, but lately we have had trouble finding a place that we love to go to. First we tried Red Mango; we ordered our five dollar small yogurt and went to the cashier to pay. We smiled and said hello, but the only thing we got in return was, "five thirty-seven". My friend and I gave her the money, and said thank you but still did not receive a pleasant response. We were not about to give them business again.
The next weekend, we skipped into Frogurt, a new yogurt shop, to try their vast array of tart flavors, candy, and fruit toppings. When my friend went to put on her favorite topping, mochi, there was none to be found. She pleasantly asked the man working there if the store had mochi and he barked back, "No!” She said she was sorry to bother him and continued putting on her toppings. He did not seem like he wanted to help us out at all, and was peeved we had even walked into the shop. Once he was done taking our money, he stormed into the back room slamming the door. My friend and I looked at each other both confused. This was the second weekend in a row we had met someone with such bad energy it hit us like a ton of bricks.
Last weekend our yogurt adventure was much more promising. It was about 11:15 pm and we were tired from working at a fundraiser at school. We needed out yogurt fix, so we decided to try a new place on 21st south called YoWay. We pulled up to the deserted shop and thought we were too late. But kindly enough, the worker yelled to us to come on in. He smiled at us, asked us how we were doing, and even told us the prices. He had already cleaned the machines and put away all the fruit, but he set it all back up for us anyway. We thanked him numerous times for helping us with our cravings and he thanked us for coming in even if it was after hours. The yogurt tasted the best and we were pretty happy afterwards.
After traveling far and wide to most of the yogurt shops in Salt Lake City, I have realized how much positive energy really affects how I feel. I notice when people smile at me or go out of their way to be nice it is a good feeling and it made me think about Tigger from Winnie the Pooh. He was always a happy and bouncy who always made the other characters feel positive and uplifted. Those are the types of people that I like to surround myself with. I pride myself on being an optimistic person rather than a pessimist like Eeyore. Yogurt always tastes better from a Tigger, rather than an Eeyore anyway.