My Two Writing Teachers colleagues and I are hosting the 14th Annual March Slice of Life Story Challenge, in which teachers from around the world participate in posting a story per day.

On my way home from running errands, I stopped at the car wash.

As I pulled through, I waved an awkward hello to the two young people spraying my car down with hoses and gesturing for me to pull forward. I always feel a twinge of discomfort — me in my nice warm and dry interior, while two people are outside in the freezing cold spraying my car down for me.

I got distracted by the music I was listening to and zoned out for a few seconds. As the two car washers pushed my car along onto the conveyor belt, the person on the passenger side tapped on the door’s window to get my attention. I looked up, and they drew a flower in the soapsuds. They smiled and waved. I smiled and flashed a peace sign.

“Have a good day!” I shouted.

“YOU TOO!” they shouted back.

Well, that just made my day I thought. And I smiled all the way home.