Earlier tonight... I was at Costco doing some extra holiday shopping and I was in "one of those moods." No... not one of THOSE moods. But one of THOSE moods.
I walked up the ramp and saw a Costco worker in a yellow vest pushing carts. I went over and said, "Hey! You're doing an awesome job. Keep up the good work. Merry Christmas."
Then as I grabbed my cart... I saw a dad holding a baby in his hand. I handed him my cart. But my cart was full of garbage. So I rolled it away and grabbed another one for him. He stared at me wondering what I was doing. "It's yours!" "Thanks." "Merry Christmas!" "Merry Christmas."
Walk into Costco...flashed my card to the door checker. "Merry Christmas!!" (wave.)
It was a quick stroll through the aisles. The checkout line was expedient. Separated by a foggy plexi-glass, I screamed, "Thank you! Merry Christmas!"
Walking through the receipt checker... I come across a young lady wearing a sweatshirt that read "Kirkland." "I love your sweater! Where'd you get it?" "Here...but it's sold out." "Ok... thanks. And Merry Christmas!!" "Merry Christmas to you too, sir."
If I wasn't wearing a mask...they woulda seen my genuine smile. Hopefully.. my voice was able to carry that inaudible smile. Sometimes... all it takes are too simple words... and a little, goes a long way.
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