So, I went into CVS to buy some dental floss. It was early morning; my back sort of hurt; the lights had that awful glare to them that all pharmacy lights seem to have, and then standing at the counter staring at celebs in their swimsuits and wanting to crawl into a hole and rot, the tides shifted, and I had what I'm certain was the most pleasant experience I've ever had with a cashier (at least on my end; she may very well have been terrified she'd run into another nutjob).
Her: How are you today? (but said with such deep, genuine concern I get teary.)
Me: I'm alright. Doing pretty good, I guess.
Her: Weather's beautiful. (but again said in such a way that she seems to truly care about the weather, worry about its ups and downs, hold an aching, heartbreaking investment in it.)
Me: Thank you so, so much. (Burbling, gushing, clearly crazed.) You are so kind and compassionate, and it's just so nice to know there are people like you in the world. (Blahblahblah)
And then the door dinged, and I was back on the street choking back tears the whole way home.
1 comment:
Very sweet.
Yes, dearly. Those are hormones and they get WORSE! Tell hubs to enjoy the ride!! :)
Congrats to your brother and future sister-in-law!
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