>It’s either that I’m a terribly attractive woman
or that I wear the same gray sweater
almost everywhere I go….
Third time’s a story, so here goes.
Thursday evening, Candy and I went to
the Lockerbie Pub
where I asked the bartender how her
vacation to Denver went.
She told us about it around
the same time I was getting ready
to visit Pam in Seattle.
She responded by reading my name from
my debit card and saying,
“It was awesome!
Thanks for asking, Melissa.”
The second was when we went
to the Abbey for lunch on Saturday.
The barista usually asks for a first name
when ordering food.
Instead she asked,
“You’re name is Melissa, isn’t it?”
And kind of smiled. (Maybe I’m dreaming here.)
The third was tonight when
the waitress at the Ram asked me
She proceeded to ask if I worked
downtown and we talked
for a few minutes before she
slipped me a free drink. 🙂
A sign that I need to go out less?
Or a sign that I’m a welcoming person?
Who knows, but I’m enjoying it.