Today, I went to the grocery store. Going to the grocery store is something akin to amputating my own toes with a butter knife, meaning: I'd just rather not.
Anyway, I was making my way merrily through the store and ended up at a checker who only had one soul in line and lucky me, wouldn't you know it? They only had a gallon of milk and a Twix bar! "Look at my luck!" I thought. I loaded the contents of my cart on the conveyor and waited. The cashier started checking my groceries and then pointed above his head and said, "Ma'am, this is an express lane."
What the what? Talk about rude.
Of course, I wasn't paying attention. I stumbled through a loud and open ended apology to the now long line formed behind my mountain of groceries. "I'M SO SORRY! I JUST MOVED HERE AND I DIDN'T KNOW THIS WAS THE EXPRESS LINE. PLEASE FORGIVE ME--I DIDN'T MEAN TO BE SO RUDE!"
Two teenage boys stood patiently behind me buying roses for their girlfriends. One of them said, as he turned to the line behind waiting behind him, "No worries, stuff like this happens, right, people?"
It was so very kind.
Kindness, whether it's received or given, brings me joy. What brings you joy?