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Few customers looked at me today, despite my greeting them cheerfully. Those who did take the effort to look at me, however, complimented me on how beautiful my smile was. I marveled at how people admire the smiles of those who are closest to tears.

One woman I greeted with my usual “Hello! How are you?” and received the response “Eww. That trash can really stinks!”

Later, I was confronted by a grinning man who was probably in his late forties. “You are the best greeter,” he said.

I thanked him, smiling.

“It’s so nice to come in here and see someone smiling,” he continued. “So many people who work here, you ask them a question and they act like you have two heads.”

I wanted to tell him about some of the customers we employees have to deal with every day who drive us to that but decided against it. “I’m sorry,” I told him instead.

“But you know the store manager, Bill?” he asked. I told him I did. “I know him; he’s a good friend of mine! I’m going to see him tomorrow. I’ll tell him about you then, and tell him what a wonderful greeter you are.”

I love karma sometimes.