There’s this young kid I work with who replaced…what did I even call him? I can only think of his real name right now. It was Singing _____ and Regular _____. And Regular _____ turned out not to be so regular. Anyway, the young kid, let’s call him Kevin, replaced Not-So-Regular CHAD! It was Chad, in receiving.

Kevin can’t be more than 19, just a boy. He’s the nicest kid. He always says hello and is so pleasant. I’m sure he doesn’t even know my first name, but it doesn’t matter. He’s just a nice boy.

So we were in the break room and I said, “Oh, there’s no paper towels.”

“No,” he said. “Well, maybe there’s some in the other room.” So he goes and finds a roll in the supply closet. Then he spends like 5 minutes trying to figure out how to load it in the dispenser.

Finally, Dan came in and we asked him, and he figured it out, and we thanked him and Kevin left.

He didn’t even need a paper towel. He was just filling it for me and everyone else.

I don’t know, it just struck me as super sweet. I like him already, though, that’s probably why. He just seems like a good boy.

People like that just kind of restore my faith in the human race. Evan was that way.

For anyone who doesn’t know, Evan was my friend one workplace ago.

We weren’t friends outside of work, so when I left there, we didn’t talk, anymore.

But I hope he’s okay.