Lovin' would be easy if your colors were like my dream.

I arrived at work with a mind full of "I hate tourists" rants. Mostly because it's raining. And New York City sucks in the rain. And tourists should not be allowed the awesome responsibility of navigating Times Square with umbrellas. And it was a rough weekend, overflowing with cheap, sleazy people who seemed hellbent on making my days nothing short of torture.

(I would like to interupt this regularly schedule blog post for a late breaking Life-In-The-Hospitality-Industry story: one of my coworkers just witnessed a woman peeing. In the middle of the hotel lobby. That's right. When the security guards would not allow her into the lobby bathrooms, as they are for guests only, she dropped trou in the middle of it all, popped a squat, let loose, and finished with a "Guess you should have let me use your toilets!" Wow.)

So ignoring the fact that some people are just plain ridiculous and it's my job to stand here, smile a-blazin', ready help where it's needed, I bring you my latest amazing tip. Now. In my 5 months as a concierge I have received: loose change. A $100 bill. A $50 check. Business cards a plenty, of people who like my personality and want me to come sell their mediocre products. A bottle of wine. A gyro. A cannoli. Offers of leftover pizza. Hand-written thank-you notes. Compliments. Hell, even insults.

But today's tip takes the cake.

Money does not make the world go round. But kindness does.