I intended to write about being a little rattled by this time change. I know. It's a week later. But still.
Then I got in the elevator, and spoke to someone who's never had a nice word to say to me in eight years. She smiled at me and said "Good morning. Hello. I hope you have a wonderful day."
Now, I'm really rattled. I don't know what to do except pass it on -- "Good morning. Hello. I hope you have a wonderful day."
I mean, she really smiled at me.
And I think she meant it.