So I’m standing in the grocery check-out line exactly one week ago today. The cashier’s grumpy. The bagger’s grumpy. I’m not exactly crabby, but truthfully, I am in a big hurry. The elderly bright red-haired customer ahead of me? She’s not grumpy, not a bit. Cheerful, she’s actually quite cheerful. She’s also in no hurry….
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