...At the Post Office.
Right now, everyone knows the Post Office is a crazy place. Everyone is trying to get their Holiday packages delivered on time and, as is human nature, many have waited until too late. When I walked into the Post Office this afternoon, one of the tellers actually told the woman in front of me, "I don't want to help you, I want to help that lady (pointing at me), she is really nice." It felt really good to be acknowledged for being nice while doing something that is always a chore, and I usually do begrudgingly, as well as several times a week. I guess I'll keep on smiling, and chatting and making friends in the most unlikely places.
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