welcome to ybor city, this is only a warning
Monday, February 12th, 2007The word from another Tampa blogger:
There are a lot of nice people in E.B.’s World. Of course, E.B.’s World is Tampa Bay, and we all know that Tampa is full of great people:
I went to the same Starbucks twice in the same day, 13 hours apart. The second time I was given a free cup of decaf. Not because I was a repeat customer, because how would they know, but because people are good. Really it may have been laziness or just ease. But her simple action, my belief that she meant good, was enough to make me smile. It was a long day (evidenced by the stop at the ‘bucs on Dale Mabry twice) and her easy gesture was a nice one. The idea that someone else’s off handed thoughtfulness could make me so happy, is an interesting one. A science of happiness. It does not even depend on her intent or desire to do good. Like I said it was probably that they were closing and she had shut the register. But it was that it meant a lot to me. Maybe I was in need of a boost, caffeine or otherwise, but it hit the spot and made me feel good about people. In the pop study of happiness psychology, reflecting on what makes you feel good at the end of each day is considered an important innervation. Doing so is supposed to be good for you. In the end, it makes you a happier, healthier person.
I got this “ticket” while dining at Acropolis the other night.
A fun-spot Greek restaurant in Ybor. Could the people of Tampa be any nicer? A warning, that was so kind and unassuming. Smacks of good people. Again, a decision on the part of the government not to ticket those visiting or those who made a “mistake”. Mine was laziness; I just didn’t feel like putting money in the meter. It was dark, I was alone and running late. I would rather pay a ticket than stand and feed money into a machine, especially in a dimly lit lot at night. Seeing that the city was willing to forgive my transgression again made me smile. Very generous and unassuming. Made me feel good about people, myself, and this time specifically the city of Tampa. You don’t get this goodness in a bigger city. And isn’t that why we live here? An affirmation of good on a number of levels; especially that I chose to live in the right place and park in the right spot. A good decision. Oh and a crazy good meal - those Greek’s know how to have a good time.
The wonderful folks that live in Tampa are all over the place. I wanna hear about your run-ins with them.






