Friday, March 7, 2014
Kindness and a Tattoo
To my surprise, a pleasant and energetic voice rang through the machine and asked what I would like to eat. I was used to the tired, bored voice that usually greeted me there. This new voice caught my attention and made me even perk up a bit. I gave her my order and drove around to the window, curious now to see the person behind this voice.
From out of the window reached an arm with a beautiful sleeve tattoo that matched the beautiful smile on her face. I gave her my money and she gave me my drink while doing a balancing with it, using the hand attached to the tattooed arm. She asked how I was doing and I said fine and asked the obligatory question back to her. She answered with a huge smile that she was exemplary. I smiled and my spirit was lifted.
I went back home thinking about my attitude and my ability to make a difference in this world with such a simple gesture. This experience happened to me a few months ago but it stays with me, especially when I'm feeling sorry for myself.
I still go to that Wendy's but no longer see my cheerful tattooed lady. No doubt, she's gone on to management or something better than the Wendy's window. Even though she's no longer there, somethings happened at that Wendy's. A cheerful transition. So now whenever I feel low, I go to Wendy's and they make me smile and I remind myself, life is good.