Hi.
So today was….I don’t know - meh? maybe. On the inside it was just plain crappy, but on the outside I was fine. Not because I forced myself to be, but just because I was.
I worked today, and I was on register. And if you are on the register during morning shift it’s crazy. Not only was it crazy but I managed to drop a plate, that shattered EVERYWHERE leaving apple fritters flying through the air. I also got coffee grounds in the cambro - which means bad coffee - which means dumping out ALL of the coffee which means no coffee in a coffee store for about 6 minutes. I never felt like I had a second to breathe, but for some reason no body got mad at me except myself.
When I was feeling my worst I went to the customer - with a smile as always - and I asked the customer how he was doing. He smiled and said “I am living the dream!” He seemed like nothing to damper his day - it was beautiful. After him this handsome man was in line and with a big white smile on his face he asked me how MY day was going. Of course many people ask me this out of habit when I ask them, but this man seemed like he REALLY wanted to know. I said “I’m doing pretty good” (this is my automatic response, but sometimes I alternate with “Very Good, Thank you.”) He looked at me, and knew I was lying. He told me his drink order and said, “I want you to have a great day!” He had so much sincerity. It was so wonderful. The day didn’t really get better, but I came to a ridiculous realization as I was walking home - kind of cliche, really.
Today I got upset and let my day get dampered by that fact that I wasn’t pleasing myself. I wasn’t happy with myself. I was so upset about my mistakes, that instead of looking at the alternative side, like I was able to survive the day without getting angry with someone, I pleased customers, I met a new person, I chose to get upset. I didn’t even have reason to be upset. I passed a homeless man while I was shoving my face full of pizza, and I was totally convicted. How dare I not embrace the beauty of my existence and every positive or negative (if I choose to classify something as negative) experience. 
So my thoughts:
love your life, be grateful for everything that happens, take in everything around you, smile.

Hi.

So today was….I don’t know - meh? maybe. On the inside it was just plain crappy, but on the outside I was fine. Not because I forced myself to be, but just because I was.

I worked today, and I was on register. And if you are on the register during morning shift it’s crazy. Not only was it crazy but I managed to drop a plate, that shattered EVERYWHERE leaving apple fritters flying through the air. I also got coffee grounds in the cambro - which means bad coffee - which means dumping out ALL of the coffee which means no coffee in a coffee store for about 6 minutes. I never felt like I had a second to breathe, but for some reason no body got mad at me except myself.

When I was feeling my worst I went to the customer - with a smile as always - and I asked the customer how he was doing. He smiled and said “I am living the dream!” He seemed like nothing to damper his day - it was beautiful. After him this handsome man was in line and with a big white smile on his face he asked me how MY day was going. Of course many people ask me this out of habit when I ask them, but this man seemed like he REALLY wanted to know. I said “I’m doing pretty good” (this is my automatic response, but sometimes I alternate with “Very Good, Thank you.”) He looked at me, and knew I was lying. He told me his drink order and said, “I want you to have a great day!” He had so much sincerity. It was so wonderful. The day didn’t really get better, but I came to a ridiculous realization as I was walking home - kind of cliche, really.

Today I got upset and let my day get dampered by that fact that I wasn’t pleasing myself. I wasn’t happy with myself. I was so upset about my mistakes, that instead of looking at the alternative side, like I was able to survive the day without getting angry with someone, I pleased customers, I met a new person, I chose to get upset. I didn’t even have reason to be upset. I passed a homeless man while I was shoving my face full of pizza, and I was totally convicted. How dare I not embrace the beauty of my existence and every positive or negative (if I choose to classify something as negative) experience. 

So my thoughts:

love your life, be grateful for everything that happens, take in everything around you, smile.

Hi.
So today was….I don’t know - meh? maybe. On the inside it was just plain crappy, but on the outside I was fine. Not because I forced myself to be, but just because I was.
I worked today, and I was on register. And if you are on the register during morning shift it’s crazy. Not only was it crazy but I managed to drop a plate, that shattered EVERYWHERE leaving apple fritters flying through the air. I also got coffee grounds in the cambro - which means bad coffee - which means dumping out ALL of the coffee which means no coffee in a coffee store for about 6 minutes. I never felt like I had a second to breathe, but for some reason no body got mad at me except myself.
When I was feeling my worst I went to the customer - with a smile as always - and I asked the customer how he was doing. He smiled and said “I am living the dream!” He seemed like nothing to damper his day - it was beautiful. After him this handsome man was in line and with a big white smile on his face he asked me how MY day was going. Of course many people ask me this out of habit when I ask them, but this man seemed like he REALLY wanted to know. I said “I’m doing pretty good” (this is my automatic response, but sometimes I alternate with “Very Good, Thank you.”) He looked at me, and knew I was lying. He told me his drink order and said, “I want you to have a great day!” He had so much sincerity. It was so wonderful. The day didn’t really get better, but I came to a ridiculous realization as I was walking home - kind of cliche, really.
Today I got upset and let my day get dampered by that fact that I wasn’t pleasing myself. I wasn’t happy with myself. I was so upset about my mistakes, that instead of looking at the alternative side, like I was able to survive the day without getting angry with someone, I pleased customers, I met a new person, I chose to get upset. I didn’t even have reason to be upset. I passed a homeless man while I was shoving my face full of pizza, and I was totally convicted. How dare I not embrace the beauty of my existence and every positive or negative (if I choose to classify something as negative) experience. 
So my thoughts:
love your life, be grateful for everything that happens, take in everything around you, smile.

Hi.

So today was….I don’t know - meh? maybe. On the inside it was just plain crappy, but on the outside I was fine. Not because I forced myself to be, but just because I was.

I worked today, and I was on register. And if you are on the register during morning shift it’s crazy. Not only was it crazy but I managed to drop a plate, that shattered EVERYWHERE leaving apple fritters flying through the air. I also got coffee grounds in the cambro - which means bad coffee - which means dumping out ALL of the coffee which means no coffee in a coffee store for about 6 minutes. I never felt like I had a second to breathe, but for some reason no body got mad at me except myself.

When I was feeling my worst I went to the customer - with a smile as always - and I asked the customer how he was doing. He smiled and said “I am living the dream!” He seemed like nothing to damper his day - it was beautiful. After him this handsome man was in line and with a big white smile on his face he asked me how MY day was going. Of course many people ask me this out of habit when I ask them, but this man seemed like he REALLY wanted to know. I said “I’m doing pretty good” (this is my automatic response, but sometimes I alternate with “Very Good, Thank you.”) He looked at me, and knew I was lying. He told me his drink order and said, “I want you to have a great day!” He had so much sincerity. It was so wonderful. The day didn’t really get better, but I came to a ridiculous realization as I was walking home - kind of cliche, really.

Today I got upset and let my day get dampered by that fact that I wasn’t pleasing myself. I wasn’t happy with myself. I was so upset about my mistakes, that instead of looking at the alternative side, like I was able to survive the day without getting angry with someone, I pleased customers, I met a new person, I chose to get upset. I didn’t even have reason to be upset. I passed a homeless man while I was shoving my face full of pizza, and I was totally convicted. How dare I not embrace the beauty of my existence and every positive or negative (if I choose to classify something as negative) experience. 

So my thoughts:

love your life, be grateful for everything that happens, take in everything around you, smile.

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