To the man who came into shanty today;
Just to tell me he took the time to look through all my photography on my personal site, and that he thinks I “glow, and emit an aura of natural light and happiness that is hard to ignore. You’re talent exceeds that of which any artist I have seen in my 67 years of living.”
To the Sue chef, Paul; who noticed that I’ve been working too hard and forgetting to eat every day for the last two weeks due to stress - and made me pre-packed lunch for the next week with positive quotes written on each one.
To my boss; who took the time to pull me aside and say he has noticed the hard work and dedication I have put in while trying to pick up others slack.
To Ms. Faye, at the salad station, who constantly takes five minutes every morning to ask how I am doing, and about every member of my family- before beginning her shift.
To the homeless man outside of work; who offered me a slice of pizza out of his only food for the week, and always offers a smile on my way in to work.
To the customer; who came back twenty minutes later to apologize for how they treated me when they were in a mad mood.
These are just a few things that I managed to overlook this week, but when thinking back I realized that small things of this nature happen every day, and I have simply been too caught up to notice. I am thankful for these people, and extremely thankful for the inspiration many have instilled in me to become a better, more aware, more thankful human being.
Is that it’s absolutely hysterical to blame everything on me and our Sue Chef.
Glass breaks? Fucking Paul. Understaffed? Fucking Jeeve!
So now Paul and I walk around and wait for something to happen so we can shout each others names as curse words.
I need to not work so much.