You like me!

Yesterday was an atypical Monday. I was clomping around the office trying to get our wireless network to work (ugh), hollering about the looming deadline for our telephone directory (argh) and trying to recover from my weekend (huh).

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My co-worker was very nice and offered to go pick up lunch for us at the corner deli, only to come back mad at me.

"Here...come get your damn food," she said, throwing my salad down on the countertop. My salad (which is always HUGE and very reasonably priced) was especially huge today and there was a 14" by 8" drawing tucked into the saran wrap.

"All they wanted to know is where you were...where have you been...." she said. "They said they loved you, that you're sooooo nice, that you were one of their favorite customers and were always so agreeable and all this other bullshit 'coz they don't really know you...."

The ice around my bitter little heart melted just a little bit when I saw the drawing. They're all a bunch of 20-something eyebrow-pierced hipsters and they're all cuties (especially the fella with the goatee)...and just look....they made me look thin...that's so nice.

My friend Mary once remarked that I treat the drive thru lady up at the Del Taco like my best friend (I do love Miss Vickie who works the late shift...but that's another post for another day). I just think it makes life a helluva lot more enjoyable to treat folks with some kindness.

At least to their faces.

I'm from the South, remember. We're a bunch snakes-in-the grass when we got a tale to tell or somebody's pissed us off. I've found that even when you have a smile on your face, it's still quite easy to expect the worst from people.

Sometimes, though...people not living up to your expectations can be the best thing about a Monday.

Southwest Market
(314) 776-5220
5224 Columbia Ave
Saint Louis, MO 63139

Get a salad....or the meatball sandwich. If you dine in, they'll even give you a homemade cookie. For real!