the little things

I'm sitting in Panera Bread working on an assignment due this Monday. Two people walk in the door - one quite large, the other rather normal. Near the entrance is a bowl of cut up baked goods for you to sample. The large man beelined straight for the bowl and helped himself to a morsel or two. The smaller man walked by. It's the little things, I think. Easy to recognize in others, harder to keep track of yourself.