This just happened and I HAD to share. A little girl just approached the desk and we had this little chat:
LG: Can I have a piece of paper?
ME: Sure. (I give her an 8 1/2 x 11 sheet of scratch paper with a little printing on the back)
LG: I don't want this one. There's stuff on it.
ME: Yes, but it's free!
LG: I want one of those clean pieces.
ME: Those aren't free.
LG: They gave me one before.
ME: Well, they were being nice. I'm mean.
LG: Are you mean to your kids?
ME: I don't have any kids?
LG: You don't! Do you have a dad?
ME: I do.
LG: Do you have a husband?
LG: Why not?
ME: Probably because I'm mean.
LG: Well then why did Jesus make you?
ME: He probably wants me to be nice.
LG: My mom is mean.
ME: I seriously doubt that. I'm sure she is really nice.
LG: No. She's mean.
ME: Well, I'm sure we are both trying.
LG: I guess. (And off she skips with her piece of scratch paper.)
Absolutely made my day.
11 months ago