I handed a tissue to a woman crying over her cat's recent death.
I politely smiled and nodded appropriately when politics were being discussed.
I interpreted some very broken English and tried to help a woman that didn't even know we sold pet food.
I told a drunk woman I wasn't going to help her anymore and I asked a homeless person to stop asking for change outside my store.
I judged a barista for her customer service skills.
I told a food rep that I would love to set up a meeting.
I went out into the cold rain to get mail that didn't have my name spelled correctly on it.
I had a migraine. Again.
I left late.
At the end of the day, what is it?
It's just kibble.
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