People often only say nice (and mean) things about each other behind one another’s back. While I understand this when it comes to unpleasant things – we don’t necessarily need to tell one another about the things we don’t like about each other – it’s difficult to see why we don’t say nice things to one another. I know I do this. I will frequently comment positively about someone to a mutual acquaintance. Less often will I tell the person who is the subject of the compliment my feelings. Weird. I guess we embarrass easily and instead of being all ooey-gooey we just don’t say nice things to one another. At least, that’s my psychological assessment of the human condition.

Last night there were two diners in the window seat. Briefly there was a little rush. Raelene had stepped away so I would up trapped behind the cash taking orders, etc. Consequently, the floor got a little behind. In particular, I fell behind clearing tables. I felt particularly bad for these two diners in the window as they had to come and ask me for a takeout box. I pride myself on hustle when I am working the floor and I hate it when people have to ask for service that they should have received without asking.

They are leaving (plates still not cleared) and I get to the table to thank them very much for coming. They thank me in return, they have had a lovely evening. All is well.

And then I find the note pictured above tucked under one of their plates. Phew… made my whole day. Thank you very, very much for this compliment. It really does mean a lot. It really does make us all feel good. I made sure that everyone on staff saw it. And, thank you for taking the time to say something. You small act made me feel great.

So, today, I resolve to pay it forward and just say something nice to somebody. It’s that simple some days, I think.