Smile

My favorite clerk at Tim Horton’s is having a bad day. Waiting in line, I can see that her frown is affecting the people she interact with. Which is why I decided to flash her one of my genuine smile when I ordered my standard large coffee double double.

I’ve long ago discovered how to infect another with a smile. It’s the transition from non smile to smile.

The understanding came when my dance teacher was lecturing us about our frozen smile on the floor which eventually led to the question “What should we do when we can’t smile all the time?” The answer was quite simple: “Flirt”.

Thus was the reason I spent a few days walking down the street, staring down women in an attempt to make them smile. Can’t say I perfected the art, but on occasions like the present, I am comforted by the knowledge that I can make the clerk smile.