Yesterday, I had to deal with a lot of nastiness at work. Petty, un-called for nastiness. The nastiness of a bully. Nastiness that should have been nipped in the bud by my boss, but wasn't. I'll be lying if I said it did not affect me- nastiness always does.
Yesterday, I was also the recipient of niceness. The friend who flew into a rage on my behalf. The acquaintance who's smile told me how he felt.
I wish it hadn't happened, but it did. The good thing is that the nastiness will soon be forgotten, but the nice will remain.
A drabble is a story told in exactly 100 words.