Winn Dixie Solves Carnation Crisis!
That, my friends, is how you write a headline.
Perhaps, some day, I will be remembered as the Bard of the Winn Dixie on North Carrollton Avenue in Mid-City New Orleans. The only reason I go there is because it is convenient.
For whatever reason, I have recently been spending a lot more time than usual at the Winn Dixie on North Carrollton Avenue. There is no particular reason. Call it kismet.
I now have a reason to visit more frequently thanks to Paula.
It was a Winn Win at Winn Dixie on North Carrolton Avenue today. Winn Dixie is a supermarket. They have a flower department. It is next to the produce. I am sure that has something to do with keeping the refrigeration units together. Supermarket design is an art as much as a science. Imagine being the store manager. Maybe he is called the general manager. That is what he would be called in the hotel business.
What’s in a name?
Every day is a tiny adventure. I made three trips to Winn Dixie today.
Let me apprise you about the local carnation market. I am certain you will find this information useful. Fasten your seatbelt.
I know I have talked about carnations before but let me just retell the story from the beginning for people who don’t follow my life as closely as you and I.
It was a real Winn Win at the Winn Dixie on North Carrollton Avenue today!
If I once knew what store number this Winn Dixie is, I have since forgotten. I think I used to know because there was a time when a bunch of corporate was in town for store renovations. They all wore ID badges, that’s how I knew. They would talk about the store number. That was all they talked about. Strictly business, as it should be during a working lunch. I guess I never found a need to remember it. I don’t work for Winn Dixie. I go there because it is convenient.
The last time I had a profession that required a name badge I was in the Navy. I do not pretend to fathom how my experience compares to being a member of the Winn Dixie team.
I am sure I talked about this at the beginning of this current carnation crisis, but Karen Terranova, who has a long history in the flower business, told me that I would be better off going to Winn Dixie for carnations versus a real florist. Here is what she said. She said, “A florist will overcharge you for one carnation. You can get a dozen at a better price at Winn Dixie.”
I rarely need a dozen carnations. Thanks to Paula, I now know how I can get the most bang for my carnation buck. Winn Dixie just won a customer who has a reason to go out of his way to go to Winn Dixie. Rachel has a rival for employee-of-the-day.
Slowly but surely, Winn Dixie is building my brand loyalty. It is all about the people. Showing up is half the battle. Familiarity breeds respect. As I write this, I am on Winn Dixie’s side of the neutral ground.
Ever the contrarian, when I enter Winn Dixie, I usually go in through the exit. I have never been stopped. The customer is always right at Winn Dixie. Ask Eric. He is one of the managers. I don’t think he is GM. He is a nice chap, but, if I start talking about that I will be getting ahead of myself in the order of events of what happened to me today, thus far.
Every moment of every day in Mid-City New Orleans is a tile in a mosaic, every detail is in its perfect place.
I am going to drop the paywall in a moment. What follows is more of my meandering story of what happened today at Winn Dixie. My carnation crisis has been solved. It will hurt me to write this next sentence, but it is true in the truest sense. Today has been a Winn Win. I have to tell the truth. I am one more step closer to exploring the rest of what Winn Dixie has to offer beyond Aperol, hot dog rolls, and Bazooka gum.
Believe me, as paid subscribers will soon learn, the rest of this Winn Dixie-riffic story is as fascinating as you might imagine, only better. It all happened in Mid-City New Orleans. Carnation crisis solved. Today was another beautiful New Orleans day. It is nice to catch up with you.
