a happiness’ worth

it’s the small moments that make up for my day. during lunch break i went down to nordsee, to grab some seafood. the lady behind the counter was about 40 and terribly nervous – her “i just started” sticker told me why. she neither got me the right thing nor the right change in the first time – “sorry i just started”. the smile she sent across the counter was not only memorable, but reminded me of one simple thing: it’s the little things that make my job what it is – not a daily burden but the task of my dreams, thoughts and wishes. i never told her about the missing change, the message she sent me made more than up for it.

i believe.