Being Thankful

Jennifer was about to explode. Her nerves were frayed…. She’s pulling a double at the local Circle K. (She’s been there since 5:30 am. It’s now 5:00 pm and her replacement hasn’t shown up.) And one more person tells her to just breath she’s gonna knock them out. Everybody is an expert! Just Google it! Jennifer muttered to herself. Today alone she’s been diagnosis as sever depression to being a witch.

The extra traffic due to the Thanksgiving holiday wasn’t making her day any better. Most of the customers were in a hurry. They kept running out of the cooked food. She spent most of the day making JoJo’s to fried chicken. While preparing another batch of JoJo’s Jennifer caught a glimpse of her co-worker Emily. A sigh of relief came over her. The tension she’s been carrying was beginning to go away.

“Hey Emily.”

“Thanks for helping out today. My baby didn’t sleep last night, cried and cried. She’s teething.” Said Emily.

“You are welcome.” Said Jennifer.

An annoying beeping noise interrupted the women’s conversation. Jennifer went in the back to pull the cooked JoJo’s. She came out with a tray full of them. A little girls eyes widened when she saw how many. Her mother paid for their meals. The mom looked at Jennifer and said, “Thank you.”

Jennifer went to the back to clean up the kitchen area. She reflected on what she was thankful for. The list grew at a rapid pace. I’m thankful for many things. Most thankful for my job. The people I work with and the community I live in. And the customers that leave with a smile on their faces. Mused Jennifer.

“Perhaps we need to have a attitude of thankfulness to erase those stressful moments.” Jennifer stated out loud to no one.

Published by Sarah "Bubbles"

I am a mom, nana, writer and amateur photographer. I write short stories to brighten your day. Maybe inspire you to feel better about yourself. Perhaps make healthier life choices. You are the one that is responsible for your life. You got this!

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