Stanley didn’t think much of the people he often encountered for much of the day, whether that be a waiter or a cashier. As a high-powered executive, he assumed these people to be “below” him. Useful cogs, he supposed, but he barely even said “thanks” to them. He certainly didn’t want to engage in conversation or listen to them talk about any part of their day.
When he noticed the cashier at the convenience store was crying, he was more annoyed with any possible delays it might cause as opposed to being sympathetic to her feelings. And yet something truly strange happened at check out when Stanley somehow swapped bodies with her.
He wasn’t exactly thrilled to be one of the “low-level” people he looked down on all the time, but the question finally came up.
“Why were you crying?” He asked as he looked his own body in the eyes.
“I guess you’ll find out soon enough,” She replied.
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