Extra love today for those of us who have to go put our customer service faces on and be pleasant and gracious and helpful to people who woke up happy about this, those of us who have to temper our dread and hopelessness and pretend that everything is just business as usual. I’m honestly not sure how I’m going to make small talk today without just repeating, “We’re all gonna die.”
The girl who served me my coffee this morning said it with a smile and a “have a nice day” and all I wanted to do was cry.