a chicken biscuit and a smile named Judy

I usually have no trouble getting up in the morning. As a matter of fact, I sometimes wake up a few minutes before the alarm goes off. Today was not one of those days. Today is Monday and I could tell it from the minute I heard the alarm screaming that it was to time to leave Dreamland behind and get up to face the world. The first thing I noticed as I stood up from the bed was that my head felt like I had ran face-first into a cinderblock wall. These allergies are getting on my last good nerve this year...but I digress. After finishing my morning routine and hitting the road for my daily trek to Farragut, I was in an increasingly bad mood. I had to stop and get gas...always a pleasant thing on a Monday morning. After waiting for my turn at the pump, I got back on the road and traffic was flowing in such a way that made me wonder if they've started giving out Driver Licenses as prizes in Cracker Jacks. I headed down Kingston Pike getting more and more agitated by the second.
As I was about halfway to work, I realized that I had a few minutes to spare, so I decided to take a chance and get in the mile-long drive-thru line at Chick-Fil-A. Fortunately, the line was moving pretty quickly. As I approached the speaker and rolled down my window, I was met by one of the most unique voices I have ever heard. The voice said: "Good morning and welcome to Chick-Fil-A...my name is Judy, how may I help you?" Now, this voice was loud and booming with one of the thickest country accents I have ever heard, but had the most genuinely warm, friendly, polite tone that I couldn't help but smile upon hearing it. I gave her my order to which she replied with my total and a big "thank you....we'll see ya at the window." Again, I could feel a little smile form across my lips. I pulled around to the window and was greeted by a pleasant young man with a smile on his face as well. Behind him I could see the source of the big, loud, booming, country voice that had managed to bring a smile to my face at the speaker. It was coming from a slight, tiny little woman who couldn't have been more than four feet tall. I could hear that she was taking someone else's breakfast order as this young man completed mine. He reached out the window for my payment and said "Good morning, how are you today?" I replied, "I'm good, thanks, how are you?" A huge grin came across the young man's face as he said "I'm doing great! I get to work with Judy today!" He handed me my chicken biscuit and sweet tea and thanked me. I thanked him as well and took one last glance inside at the little woman who obviously has a big effect on many people. I wonder if she realizes that she has that effect on people, because today my terrible Monday morning made a 360 degree turn because of a sweet little lady with a big voice. Thank you, Chick-Fil-A, for starting my day with a delicious chicken biscuit and a smile named Judy! :-)