As I frantically race around Starbucks, taking and making orders for grumpy, sleep, caffeine dependent people, I notice that no matter how hard I try, the quality of my service is not good enough for them. I constantly hear: “I've been waiting forever,” My drink doesn't taste right,” and “Can you make this iced”? They think there is a magic machine that pumps out drinks faster than humanly possible and all I do is take the money and hand them their drinks. They make judgments that I am lazy or do not know what I am doing and so forth. Then, out of all the frumpy downtrodden faces appears a beam of light. A small child, not older than three, sits in the backseat strapped into his booster seat with a gigantic smile. They wave and smile and yell excitedly “Hi, Starbucks man”! They do not know me. They have never seen me before. Their parent follows suit and asks grumpily where their drinks are. This child sits there with their glowing smile and frantic waving without a care in the world. As I hand out the drink the parent takes it and quickly starts to pull away. The child says the first kind words of the day, “byyyee Starbucks man, thank you”! The pure innocence of the child touches me. It shows me how jubilant people would be when they are not stressed, full of judgments, or just plain ignorant. I believe that the lives of everyone would be much more enjoyable if we all slowed down and looked at the little things with enamored joy. Like the small child did strapped in his booster seat.