I have seen many things in the breakfast rooms as I travel, and most of them are rarely positive. In some motels, guests have been courteous and chatted with strangers, in other motels, kids have run around unsupervised, and in most motels, people avoid each other. In several motels, I have seen people cheerfully helping others with the waffle maker.
This morning an older woman went back to make a waffle for her second course (I have never had courses for breakfast, but some do). Apparently she was sharing the waffle with her husband who had been getting her coffee and other things during their first course of breakfast burritos. When she sat down with the unattractive waffle, the husband said, “Cut it here, and you take the pretty half.” Oh, how sweet. She did, and he even commented on how good his crumpled waffle tasted. There are good people out there who appreciate the little things.