The other day at work, I was feeling particularly gloomy after having been stuck in the fitting rooms for a full 6 hours, folding an endless pile of clothing and returning it to the sales floor. My feet were killing me, customers were being less than pleasant, and it had been a crappy day altogether. So I'm standing in the fitting rooms entryway, right next to the baby and children's section of the store and this bratty little boy came over and made this nasty face at me and then blew me a raspberry. He seemed grouchy and tired, so I just blew him a raspberry right back. His face took on the most surprised expression I think I've ever seen, and then he burst out laughing. He then proceeded to throw me more ugly faces and moderately disgusting noises and I continued to return them. This went on for at least five minutes, him laughing uncontrollably the whole time, when his mother came to retrieve him. She looked so tired, and somehow relieved that the kid was laughing now instead of crying.
It was the smallest thing to do, play with this little kid, but it made my whole day infinitely better. He was such a sweet kid, and it was a blast to play around for a little bit. It makes me excited for when I have children because while I realize it won't be fun and relaxing most of the time, I do think that the times we have a bit of fun together will make it all worth it.
After the little boy left, I felt a little glum, but those couple of minutes helped power me through the rest of my shift, and made a huge difference in the kind of day I was having. I hope I have that effect on some of the people I meet throughout my days.
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