minor·forces

Human nature boggles my mind at times. I am standing in my bank and they are running some sort of special, so they have a nice person at the door greeting people as they come in. It’s nothing fancy and it’s not a hard sell of any kind. It’s just a friendly hello and an opening or the door. So I am standing there filling out my deposit slip when another gentlman walks in. When the girl opened the door he sort of snarled at her and then made a sarcastic comment to the effect of “yea, I bet you’re happy to see my money”.

Listen, I don’t care what kind of bad day you are having, when someone is nice to you with no subversive motive, your job is to at least be civil. You don’t have to be cheery or chipper or any other positive adjectives, you just have to be civil. Take your frustrations to either whoever caused them or whoever is in a position to remedy them. Not some random nice person.

‘Nuff said