The Power of Magnanimity
Reflecting on a positive exchange.
Today was an absolutely glorious day in Hanover, NH. Clear skies (until the evening), temps above 80F, and the signs of springtime: chirping birds, budding flowers, and lime green sprouts of grass. Behold the beauty of Pine Park at the North edge of campus:
Before enjoying the weather, I hauled my tuchus to the gym for leg day. Immediately afterwards, I made my daily hajj to Dunkin’. I cannot confirm whether America or Lebanon, NH run on Dunkin’s coffee and breakfast options, but I certainly do. The Dunkin’ workers were kind and speedy as always and deserve recognition for their positivity and productivity. However, the exemplary performance of the Dunkin’ workers isn’t the subject of this post; the kindness of the convenience store cashier is.
The Dunkin’ is located alongside a Subway in a gas station that also hosts a convenience store. Like most mornings, I had purchased nothing from the gas station but, as I was making a beeline for the exit, the cashier enthusiastically wished me a good day. Though surprised, I reflexively and happily wished him the same in return. Why was I flummoxed? I realized I was bewildered by the unsolicited, supererogatory well-wishes from an utter stranger; I was not expecting a random act of kindness.
As I drove from the gas station to the parking lot at the south extent of Pine Park, I found myself smiling at the magnanimity and wholesomeness exhibited by the cashier. Wouldn’t the world be a better place if everyone followed his example? As I sped along my merry way (but below the speed limit, for those coppers reading), I belted out my favorite REO Speedwagon tunes. Although I didn’t play it, I found myself thinking about a Rush tune: Nobody’s Hero. Specifically, the following verse describing the essence of the unsung, everyday heroes: “the pride of purpose in the unrewarding job.”
I cannot imagine that the kind soul who wished me a good day dreamed of being a gas station cashier as a child. Nevertheless, without respect to his inner satisfaction, happiness, or mood, the cashier cheerfully and genuinely bid good tidings to a hurried stranger who had paid him no attention until then.
As I finish writing this post, I am grateful I chanced upon this good man on such a good day.