On the Value of a Friendly Gesture
Wednesday, June 24, 2015
This morning I was ten minutes late getting to work due to a traffic backup. I was carrying in a heavy box. The branch overhanging the parking spot I used snagged my hair as I got out of the car. Not my best morning. As I was trudging into the building, one of our delivery trucks went by and the driver smiled and waved at me and hollered, "Have a nice day". I waved back and hollered, "Thanks, you too". At that instant I realized I was smiling. The box didn't feel as heavy. I stopped thinking mean thoughts about the branch. If I see that driver this afternoon when he returns from his route, I doubt he will even remember that he waved and greeted me. Yet look at the change his friendly greeting had for me!