This one is appropriate for me today after spending hours crammed with several other holiday shoppers into New York City grocery stores with their already-too-small aisles. That said, I found everything on my list, and I was shown all kinds of Christmas cheer. One cashier rebagged my groceries to make them easier to carry; another smiled at all my stuff, looked me straight in the eye, smiled understandingly, and told me to have a good holiday; and another guy helping with carts saw all my bags, grabbed half of them, told me where to wait outside of the rain, got a car to move that was blocking traffic, hailed me a cab, and loaded the groceries in the back. He gets the Christmas grocery shopping prize.
Then, when I got home and found I was missing something that should have been on my list, E went straight out and got it, even after picking up all the drinks so I wouldn’t have to schlep them.
Good job being Christmassy, people.