I had an interesting day at work yesterday. To begin with, I was asked to stay an extra couple of hours. Someone called in to say she wasn't coming in to work, and the bosses needed to fill in her shift. Good for the bosses that I'm easy.
But the good news was that, because I had an extra couple of hours I got to help a customer who really needed help. She was in her mid-twenties, and distraught. It was her first time using a WIC check, a government assistance for families to make sure that the mother and children are fed properly. This particular young mother was feeling ashamed about having to rely on any kind of welfare, but had been hit with hard times. Fortunately, I've become fairly good at working with WIC checks over the past year, and I believe that WIC is one of the best programs around, as it is very specific as to what foods are to be bought. So I did a little hand-holding, reminding her that she was using the check to help her children, that sort of thing. She left feeling a little more encouraged, I hope.
The next lady in line thanked me for being so nice. It was good to have what I did be noticed, but I would have done it anyways.
And now it's time to dash off to work again.