It's Donut Friday...

When I was a kid visiting my grandparents during summers and holidays, every Friday morning was spent helping my grandfather deliver donuts to the five local banks he did business with. This was back when bank branches were bustling with people and full of energy—not the quiet, lifeless places many feel like today.

He did it because he genuinely loved putting smiles on people’s faces and wanted to show his appreciation. I think, often times, it was his favorite part of the week, especially after he retired and continued to make the rounds.

It was also a great business and life lesson for me.

Anytime I accompanied him to the bank on a day we weren’t delivering donuts, all the tellers would light up with excitement to see us. Everyone wanted to be the one to help, the manager would always come out to greet us, and whoever assisted us would go above and beyond to meet my grandfather's needs.

It pays to be nice and show your appreciation for others without the expectation of receiving anything in return because kindness always comes back around (one way or another). 

Does anyone have their version of Donut Friday?