So, part of my healing from sciatica has involved gentle, daily exercise. I walk 40-60 minutes a day and build this in by including a 40-minute circuit down to QD for my morning coffee.
When I first started this I showed up one morning before they opened (they open at 6). I was abrupt with one of the sales clerks, asking her when they open although it was perfectly obvious as right at 6 am she came to unlock the doors. The sales clerk has an unforgiving nature.
For the next few days she was rude to me, refusing to look at me or speak to me beyond telling me that my refill was going to run $.61. I figured, no problem, this will wear off. In my turn I was particularly nice. Cheerful “good-morning”s. An effort to provide my $.61 exactly. Always left her with a genuine, “Have a nice day.” I’m not bad at winning people over although most people don’t dig in their heels. But this QD Lady is different. Now she’s taken to cheerfully talking to people in line behind me while she doesn’t make eye contact with me. I continue my friendly, “Have a nice day,” as though we make pleasantries every morning.
A QD challenge! It’s like my time Zingerman’s all over again with a little role reversal thrown in for good measure.
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