The other day my wife and I stopped at a local donut shop we both like. We go there semi frequently, maybe a couple times a month. The guy who owns the place is shorter, a bit stocky, and always has just a tinge of sweat on his brow.
He is, at least based on my stereotype inspired mind, a quintessential donut seller.
But he’s also extremely pleasant. You know the type of person that you only encounter from a distance but every time you do you just really, really enjoy them?
Maybe a barista or a waiter / waitress or a pharmacist?
That person for me is my donut salesman. He is, as I put it to Emily, one of my favorite people who I don’t know.
When we were in there just the other day, this man’s pleasant vibe was in full force yet again. Emily and I spoke softly about just what a great demeanor he had. And then, when we were chatting with him about our order, I just went for it.
“This may sound strange, but I was just telling my wife... you have to be one of my favorite people who I don’t know,” I said to him.
His eyes immediately glossed. “Gosh, you’re making me misty,” he replied. “Thank you so much.”
Its funny how much we interact with people yet how little time we spend putting into words what those interactions speak to. Because all interaction is tied to some type of emotion. But we largely just burry it down or keep it to ourselves.
And when we do respond vocally to our interactions, it usually manifests itself in negative ways.
I’m way quicker to shout in disdain in my car over getting cut off than I am to be sing-songy with praise when someone lets me merge.
But maybe vocalizing the positives is a simple place to begin in creating more harmony, hope, and happiness.
And maybe that sounds cheesy.
And maybe that’s a shame.