Picking Up The Pieces
An afternoon in a cafe… Me: I ordered a salad & walked to my table without taking my #, you know the one that you put on the table, to let the staff know how to find you. Staff: Here’s your # and your’s too…as she calls to the woman sitting at the table next to mine. Me: I grabbed both our #’s…you know to help a sister out… Woman at the next table: Seems flustered and slightly embarrassed that she didn’t take her #. Me: Get up to get a napkin. Woman at the next table: Drops h