I’ve had a bit of a go of it today.
It started out with a spontaneous decision to carpool with Tony. Which was great fun. Sometimes necessary fun, like yesterday with the surprise “rain” that we had here. I’m pretty sure that no one in the world knows how to properly drive in the rain, and I definitely know that no one in California knows how to do it. At least according to social media. Except for us. And the “us” is interchangeable to whoever is authoring the comment, of course.
So, yesterday was necessary. Today was spontaneous, and I even joked that it was a “wasted” carpool, because traffic wasn’t all that bad at all [compared to yesterday]. Tony thought I was serious until he looked over at me. Apparently, I can deadpan like nobody’s business. But seriously, how can time with my best friend be “wasted?”
Anyway, Tony’s cup holders in his car are smaller than the ones in my car. Which is strange if you consider that my entire car is smaller than his, but my cup holders are bigger than his. Anyway, so his car’s inadequate cup holders were not holding my coffee mug and it kept sliding out every time he accelerated, decelerated or turned Well, after I booted Tony out at his work and took over driving to my work, my coffee cup slid out and hit the floor. It must have hit harder than I thought, enough to twist the lid. It’s a pressurized lid, so it must have hit really hard, and was unbeknownst to me until I parked at work and went to get my coffee, except my coffee was free! It had spilled out onto the floor mat. I was not happy about this, not at all.
I immediately pulled the floor mat out of the car so that it wouldn’t smell up the interior. I laid it out on the ground under the car and rushed into work. I grieved the loss of my perfectly good coffee and took a tiny sip of the remaining small amount, then another sip, and then … the rest of it somehow spilled out and got in my hair. SERIOUSLY! What the … WHY???
At lunch, I headed out for my walk to the deli, but got a text that the food wasn’t needed, so I turned around and came up with the genius idea to ask the car wash guy to pressure spray the coffee off the floor mat. Which he did and then he declined payment.
As I was walking back into work, I pressed the elevator button and our human resources person came walking up, so I smiled and held the elevator for her. She turned to me and said, “You know something? Since the day you started here, you’ve always had a smile on your face. I don’t know if you have shitty days or not, but if you do, I would never know it. You are always so happy and pleasant to work with. It’s nice.”
I blinked, smiled bigger and thanked her. I told her I do have crappy days, but they’re not her fault… or anyone’s really, so why not smile? What a nice thing for her to say.
So, here’s to smiling through shitty days. Because apparently people do notice.