Today I decided to buy my favorite treat, a salted pretzel with mustard. I know I don’t need the extra calories, but that salty dough was just calling my name. As I paid the bill, I said “Thank you Steve” to the clerk serving me. He is an middle aged gentleman that I’ve noticed before. He works really hard at such a menial job and always has a smile for everyone. Today when I called him by name, his brown eyes jumped up and met mine. His smile widened as he lifted up his head and squared his shoulders.
I wondered, does he feel invisible? Does anyone acknowledge him for the hard work that he does? Does he feel like nobody cares?
I wonder, did I make his day today? Did I help him to feel that somebody cares about him? One simple act – acknowledging his name. Does it make a difference? Did I make a difference today?