Yesterday was not my day. The bus pulled away as I arrived at the stop. The woman who pulled into the intersection I was walking through. The windy, rainy, non-sunny climate that I can usually handle. Nothing truly terrible. Nobody died.

The biggest annoyance was that I received snark. I put something into the world and someone snarked me. Someone I have tried to help. I do not know if the snark was intentional or not. The resentment I felt was plenty real.

I did what people should do when the internet irks them. I went for a little walk. The local grocery store had offered me 6 bars for $3. I accepted the offer. That is how I found myself strolling through the halls at work, munching on the first fourth of a chocolate bar.

A custodial coworker updated me on the drama of his job. That got me to offer him one-fourth. I devoured another row (or column? How does positioning of snack food factor into snacking data?) as I walked back to work. The gal who had been working with me for the day deserved the last of the chocolate.

It did not fix the day. Traffic continued to have it in for me. I had responsibilities to get through. But I got to share a small morsel. I kept some for myself. Not all. Most. I had enough to make two people’s shifts a wee bit better. Some days that is a lot.

Hopefully it was enough.