In these horrible times how much difference does a smile or a 'hello' make? I've found myself going more out of the way than ever to appreciate, and show that, to people working in supermarkets, etc (whilst keeping an appropriate distance) :-)
Last week, after queuing around the car park at our local Tesco, my husband and I (when we reached the store) were told 'Only one person per trolley'. It was bloody cold, so why weren't they telling people this at the end of the queue, ie as you reach the car park (just put a sign up), rather than being told by a bouncer, as you reach the door? I accepted this, smiled (grudgingly), and left my husband to interpret the shopping list.
The next day I went to the shop to get what he hadn't interpreted. Queued again, everything fine, everyone complying, no frayed tempers. However, when I was at the till (with only a few things), the young girl, with her very sullen expression, and her brief use of words, made me feel like an idiot and a nuisance. I'm of an age when you know young people may look down as you as being a waste of time. I was using contactless payment for the first time and, as someone who has anxiety problems, her scowling face made me very flustered.
I realise she probably hates being there, but so do I. I'm always conscious of being a nuisance to people, because I'm not technologically savvy, but I don't appreciate somebody treating me, as a customer, as a pain in the backside. I wouldn't dream of reporting a cashier for not having the right expression on their face, but they affect how I feel. Out of the many positive (socially distant) experiences I've had with people, of course her sullen face and language is what I remember.