Last night, I talked for a while with the gal working the register as I checked out with my groceries. Though I'm sad to say I didn't get her name, I did talk with her about how her day had been going as she rung my purchases up. She'd had a long day because she goes to school in the mornings and then works all evening, sometimes until closing. She is a junior at the college here in town and wants to be a nurse, so is taking a number of difficult science classes this semester. Upon leaving, instead of simply telling her to have a good night (as we often do) but not really knowing how much she really did need that, I felt that I could confidently say "I hope you have a good night" and really mean it for her, in her current situation, because I knew some of her story.