It’s the small things that matter to me. I ordered food for myself and the guys at work over the phone at a cute little burger joint up the street. When I ordered my bean-burger with smoked cheddar on top, I said “I like the cheese!” a little over-enthusiastically, and we had a laugh. But I must have made an impression, because when I picked it up half an hour later, this was written on the bag.
I don’t know why, but it made me so happy that someone took the time to write my name and stuff on the little paper bag. And for the rest of the day everyone at work called me ‘Nova Bean Salad’.
…the next day I was known as “hot dog girl” due to a misheard joke. But that’s another story for another time.
One more thing…
Eh, there is something crazy going on with my comments. I have disquis installed, but it’s kind of disappeared at the moment…so if you leave a comment somewhere and it’s gone, I swear I didn’t delete it! I’m working on the gremlins in the machine, but for now…let’s just hope for the best.