Pulling into the Portlaoise toll booth and I know I am making good time for the meeting in the centre of Dublin, as long as traffic into the city is OK. That can be a lottery at times ..
As usual you scramble for change as you pull into the quietest toll booth.
“How are you today?”
I wasn’t expecting that.. as I look up I discover the voice behind the friendly greeting was a smiling and very glamorous woman, well groomed, perfect make-up, blonde hair and wearing a very neat blouse and accessorised with necklace and earrings. My guess is that she could be in her early fifties.
She quickly hands me my 20 cent change and I am moving again.
I certainly wasn’t expecting that friendly greeting, but why not? I guess we can quickly get too used to the, no rapport, nothing interaction type of interpersonal transaction that can happen so often on the phone, in the shop, at the coffee shop, at the train station or anywhere that we quickly interact with people.
Somehow the toll booth was not a place where I was expecting a friendly interaction like that.
I am guessing that working at the Portlaoise toll booth was not my glamourous woman’s dream job but she has clearly decided that she is going to do it in the best possible way, with pride, efficiency and personality.
All the thousands of drivers on their monotonous journeys who she deals with everyday benefit from her decision to do her job in this way.
Glamourous blonde toll booth woman, thank you … and thank you to anyone who is not exactly doing their dream job but makes a decision to do it the best possible way, with pride and with a friendly smile.