Saturday, May 14, 2011

Friendly Focus Chases Away The Funk

Yesterday as I searched for an interesting act of kindness that started with “F”. I was in a bit of a funk (having nothing to do with the search) and I was having some trouble coming up with an idea, primarily due to the aforementioned funk. Flowers would be the ideal choice, except I just did that two weeks ago. While grocery shopping, I scoured the shelves for inspiration. Fudge? Fruit? Fava beans? Ok, fava beans definitely makes me think of Hannibal Lecter, not a kind thought at all.

As I was wandering through the aisles, a woman passing the other way gave me a friendly hello, making me realize just how unfriendly I was acting while searching for a kind act. Hmm, friendly starts with F.....

For the rest of my shopping trip, I made a point to make eye contact and give a hello to every person I passed. I chatted with the cashier and the bagger and gave a big thank you to the gentleman who took my cart when I finished loading the bags in my car. As the day went on and the blues started creeping back, I made the extra effort to offer friendly words to the next person I saw.

And I tried to remind myself that friendly trumps funk every time.

1 comment:

  1. Indeed! No sense in taking a turn into funky town if you can avoid it :)

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