I hadn't seen her in awhile but then again, for the past few weeks I had gone grocery shopping in the late afternoon or early evening as opposed to going on Thursday mornings like I usually do. Still, I found myself thinking about her the other day, wondering if she was still working at the grocery store or if she had moved on.
I saw her today. Yes, her line was a bit long as was the line of the other cashier. I could do like most of the other people were doing and use the self check-out lines but to tell you the truth, I do not like those lines. To me they represent a job that has been lost and besides, I like that "personal touch" that you just cannot get from a mechanical voice that sometimes does not want to cooperate with you one bit. I got in her line and waited patiently. My turn would come soon enough.
I listened as she cheerfully greeted each customer, asking them how they were doing. As she listened to them or recounted her own little interesting tale, she was ever watchful of any ad items that they did not have a coupon for (she had one for them) or any damaged items. Today someone had a cucumber that had a soft spot so she quickly called produce so that it could be replaced.
I have never once seen her without a smile. She never appears to be tired or cross though I know she must feel that way at times. She stands for long hours and I know it must get tiring. I also know that this is not her only job. She also works at a hospital. She has mentioned the hospital a few times. I don't know how she does it. I do not know how she stands there with a smile day after day dealing with people who are not always so pleasant and then heads out to another job but she does it.
It is my turn and a warm smile lights up her face as she greets me. As she rings up my items, she tells me a funny story and both I and the woman behind me laugh. No, we might not be moving quite as fast as the self check-out lines (then again we might be) but everyone passes through her lane leaves with a smile. When we encounter a cheerful heart it makes all the difference in the world. Do we have a cheerful heart?
A cheerful smile does the heart good. A smile costs nothing but can achieve so much.
well done for refusing to use those self service things... I despise them ( can one despise a machine?)
Thank for the reminder the cheer of our (my) heart is our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.