At Trader Joe’s the other day, I was checking out my groceries when I struck up a conversation with the cashier.
She told me her parents were from Haiti and she lived in Flatbush, an area where many Haitians live. I told her I just returned from a short trip back home in Toronto.
After chatting for a bit, I paid for my groceries and as I was walking away she said my shirt looked great on me. I left Trader Joe’s that day with a smile. That one compliment made my day. It was a reminder that I should be generous with my compliments, it might make someone else’s day.