GETTING SOMETHING FOR NOTHING
yesterday night, rach and i ventured out to find food. greasy-fatty food, to be exact. it's been a really long week and it was particularly hard day.
how to find comfort? food!!! (is that wrong?)
anyway, i was craving mexican food and the first thought was QDOBA (sp?)! so we drove on over to porter sq, braved the scary parking lot and made our way into the warm establishment.
rach went first and ordered the chicken quesadilla and as we were jokingly cursing qdoba for charing extra to add black beans, one of the guys walked up to make sure that everything was okay.
whooops... sorry... J/K!
then he proceeded to take my order. i wasn't shy... i ordered the nachos and i told him i would pay extra if he would load that bad boy up to the nines, with extra cheese sauce stuff, and chicken and beans... etc. i told him it had been "one of those days," and sort of laughed when i told him that these nachos were my ticket to a happier me... but i wasn't joking.
so he did what i asked. i flitted my eyelashes at him. then i spied the cookies in their little basket and grabbed two (i promise you i wasn't going to eat both... ummm... one was for rach... yeah... for rach...honest engine) and then made my way down the line to order my drink. but there was rach... trying to pay for me!
no, you can't do that! i'm too stubborn. i refuse to let you! rachel was shouting back and a HUGE fight ensued. okay, maybe not a HUGE fight... but we WERE making a fuss.
then out of nowhere, the guy behind the cash register said...
"well, since it's been 'one of those days' this one's on me"
rach and i both stopped dead in our tracks. eyebrows raised and mouths wide open... excuse me? what?
the guys smiled, typed in his manager code and rang us up as FREE OF CHARGE!
that has to be one of the nicest things EVER to happen to me. i just couldn't believe it. donald (that was his name), little did he know that he just made my whole week!
here's to people doing nice things for others.
here's to bad days that end well.
and
HERE'S TO YOU DONALD... my new best friend!
13 years ago
5 comments:
Peggy--what a FANTASTIC story! This makes me happy. P.S. WHERE can I get some good/greasy Mexi-food in this state? You'll have to teach me the ways. I could eat Mexican for every meal, every day. It's the Arizonan in me...
he just liked your eyelashes. I've seen the way you use them to get what you want. You've got mad skills Peg!
Yessssssssssssssssss.
thanks for the post peggy! a tear was shed.
Hooray for Donald. I put his haloed picture over my bed. Mental of course. I mean mental picture...not that I'm mental...I mean...
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