Earlier today I was wandering around in the spring sunshine and I smiled at a White Van Man.
He dropped his coffee and almost fell out of his vehicle.
Later I was buying groceries and also smiled at the checkout dude – who, when asked for the single school voucher (some wacky loyalty scheme that supports, uh, schools) owed the purchase, handed me half his packet. Something like…. forty vouchers.
If only I had understood this mighty power when I was young and careless! Now I am old and hampered by “ethics” … and nobody has ever accused me of being a tease.
Does that mean I shouldn’t smile?