I walked up to the counter to place my order for dinner Tuesday evening and I gave the cashier a friendly greeting and a smile. She just glared straight ahead and muttered a few words that I didn’t understand.
I felt annoyed and started to snap back at her in an angry tone. And then in the flash, I suddenly remembered an old story which was told by long-time Chicago newspaper columnist Sydney J. Harris many years ago.
As Harris tells the story, he was with a friend who bought a newspaper from a newsstand. His friend cheerfully thanked the vendor, who completely ignored his thanks.
“He’s a sullen fellow, isn’t he?” Harris said as the pair walked away.
“Oh, he’s that way every night,” his friend said with a shrug.