Giving stickers to the kiddos riding in carts.
Giving the 11 year old – who’s using his own wadded up money to buy a stash of his favorite snack – a tenth bag for free and hearing him loudly wish us ‘Merry Christmas’ on his way out with his Mom. Like he still believed in Christmas magic.
Receiving gratitude from the guy who went out of his way to thank me for working Christmas Eve.
A kind-eyed woman with a massive cart full of everything tried to give me a tip. Her face will stay with me.
Someone today told me to breathe. They were right. January 19, 2026
Discover more from Won't4GetUNotes
Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email.