As I awoke today to a recently absent sun (I did get up before sunrise, but all indications were it was coming), I was thrilled to see the blue near-cloudless sky. It made it easy to believe the weatherman was succumbing to the pressure of those in DFW not familiar with multiple back-to-back cloudy days. His forecast seemed to be anticipating the reality that would be my day–SUN!!
I fired up the school “bus” and dropped the girls off to school. Even though the temperature was still in the 30’s the blue skies and the emerging sun seemed to add at least 10 degrees to the temperature. As the sun continued his ascension, I needed to run a mid-morning errand. It was hard not to wear a smile and bask in the gift of the temperature-rising orb that finally accepted our daily invitation to visit. My final errand was going to Sprout’s for a couple of bulk items and vegetables.
As I was preparing to check out, the register operator seemed less than enthusiastic to be there. She had a stud on her upper lip, and her whole body hinted (actually, it screamed), “I am not a morning person.” We maintained a simple dialogue.
She asked, “Did you find everything?”
I replied, trying to contrast her rather low volume, low interest voice, “When the sun came out today, everything else was a bonus!”
“Your total is $12.76.”, she said as she continued to replay the mental script all good cashiers are trained on.
“The card is swiped. Not enough to sign for. Looks like I am all set.”, I continued with a slightly upbeat tone. I didn’t want my tone to be too glaringly cheerful and hurt her apparently overwhelmed head.
She forced a smile as she handed me my receipt. “Thank you. Enjoy the rest of your day.”
“I will. You enjoy yours, too.”, I replied as I anticipated seeing the sun and feeling the sunlight again in a few moments.
Maybe I am too old to be so cheered by the sun. And, maybe I just need to do the self-checkout so I don’t force anyone to engage in dialogue with a “happy” person. If the purpose of some of my errands is to pull a small smile from a slightly bored employee, I am okay with that. And, if I encounter a cashier who is a morning person, then the “good feelings” from the conversation can be banked for the next time I find someone who is not a morning person….sometimes I am not one either.