That’s all it takes: a switch of perspective.
This will be awfully short and (kind of) sweet due to my birthday party preparation-imposed time restraints… but today I was rushing around like a mad woman as I do in the lead-up to any ‘do’ that we have, and as I was checking myself out of a self-service counter, glad I had finally found some black cardboard (the reason for this may be unveiled in a future post) I asked the woman surveying the self-serve checkouts for one thing:
An elastic band.
Not only did she bring me not one, but two, but she put them on herself, rolling the cardboard first, and while I struggled with my purse and other bags, she popped the rolled cardboard into a bag for me to be on my way.
It was the tiniest of gestures. But she had helped me amidst my stress, serving me in a self-serve check-out (!) and I made sure to show my appreciation.
Still in a state of pressure I walked on, but this time I had a hint of a smile, a jolt in my step, and the content knowledge of there being nice people around.