The Spectacular Ordinary: Day ??
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Well, here I go again, starting a blog series with every good intention of writing every day, but, once again, failing backing down from my original goal.
But even though I haven't kept up with the writing about finding the spectacular among the ordinary (hey, the month's not over yet!), I haven't stopped looking. And last week, I found such a wonderful example that I just have to share it with you.
And it's just another reason I love Target.
So there I was, just an ordinary day of errand running, standing in the line at Target. I chose a line and found myself standing behind a boy of about six or seven years old. He was wearing black pants, tennis shoes, and a fedora.
Snazzy!
And he was buying one thing--a pair of earrings. For his mom? For his aunt? His teacher? Himself? Who knows.
So Fedora boy walked up to the clerk--her name was Jill--and handed her his purchase.
"Is this is?" asked Jill.
The boy nodded.
"These are so pretty! Are they for your mom? Or are they for you?" Jill asked with a sly smile on her face.
No response, but I'm starting to take notice.
Jill then leaned over to the boy and said, "You know, these are kind of expensive. Do you have enough money?"
The boy whipped out a $20 bill.
"Wow, you're all set!" said Jill. "You seem like you're kind of into fashion. You sure look sharp with that hat."
The boy smiled and shrugged his shoulders. Still nothing. They finished their exchange, and the boy skipped off to meet his mom.
It was my turn, and as I approached the counter our eyes met, we smiled and said, "Wasn't he just the cutest thing?!" Then I looked at her and said, "You were so sweet with him. I just want you to know that watching you with that boy just made my day. Thanks for being so nice to him."
And do you know what?! Jill leaned over the counter and hugged me! And then she said, "You are so nice! Thank you for saying that. YOU just made my day!"
In those few minutes, I realized once again that it doesn't take much to make someone's day. Just watch. Just listen. Just look for it.
The spectacular is out there and it's in each one of us.
But even though I haven't kept up with the writing about finding the spectacular among the ordinary (hey, the month's not over yet!), I haven't stopped looking. And last week, I found such a wonderful example that I just have to share it with you.
And it's just another reason I love Target.
So there I was, just an ordinary day of errand running, standing in the line at Target. I chose a line and found myself standing behind a boy of about six or seven years old. He was wearing black pants, tennis shoes, and a fedora.
Snazzy!
And he was buying one thing--a pair of earrings. For his mom? For his aunt? His teacher? Himself? Who knows.
So Fedora boy walked up to the clerk--her name was Jill--and handed her his purchase.
"Is this is?" asked Jill.
The boy nodded.
"These are so pretty! Are they for your mom? Or are they for you?" Jill asked with a sly smile on her face.
No response, but I'm starting to take notice.
Jill then leaned over to the boy and said, "You know, these are kind of expensive. Do you have enough money?"
The boy whipped out a $20 bill.
"Wow, you're all set!" said Jill. "You seem like you're kind of into fashion. You sure look sharp with that hat."
The boy smiled and shrugged his shoulders. Still nothing. They finished their exchange, and the boy skipped off to meet his mom.
It was my turn, and as I approached the counter our eyes met, we smiled and said, "Wasn't he just the cutest thing?!" Then I looked at her and said, "You were so sweet with him. I just want you to know that watching you with that boy just made my day. Thanks for being so nice to him."
And do you know what?! Jill leaned over the counter and hugged me! And then she said, "You are so nice! Thank you for saying that. YOU just made my day!"
In those few minutes, I realized once again that it doesn't take much to make someone's day. Just watch. Just listen. Just look for it.
The spectacular is out there and it's in each one of us.
