It didn't hit me until yesterday morning. I've fallen into an awful routine. I've become very comfortable with hopping CTA in the early morning (before sunrise) and when I transfer to the Orange line I make a habitual stop most days. Now, for me, I worked the counter at a Dunkin Donuts for quite some time, both Saturdays and Sundays, during college...so I know the routines people would get into. So much so, that there were certain customers that just needed to smile in my direction and I would know what the wanted. Those people were my favorite people, because I could whip it up and have it ready before they could pull their money out of their pocket. I've become one of "those people". My order is consistent. Each morning, a medium Boston with sugar is placed in front of me, WITHOUT me saying a word. It is a wonderous feeling to have your mind read. Being on the other end makes me think that I probably had many opportunities to offer this same satisfaction to my customers YEARS ago. It makes me feel "loved" to be known as "one of those", and I hope it is reciprocal! Lord knows, that cup gives me a great start to many eventful days and I am thankful for it being one less task heavier!
2 comments:
lol, that's funny!
Ha ha! From working at Starbucks, I know the feeling at both ends too! It really does brighten your day, doesn't it?
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