One can turn to ungracious thoughts when approached for the umteenth time that day with the question, “Do you work here?” when you are clearly putting stock back onto the shelves and wearing a uniform.
However, today I did my best not to. I turned my desire to say, “No,” and continue working into other thoughts…
That elderly man, the one who wanted filo pastry… I’m guessing it’s for his wife… the one who provided him with the shopping list… after 50 years of marriage he’s finally been trained to do the grocery shopping!! Hooray!! Now that is truly beautiful. :)
