I was on my way to work last week, with the dogs in tow, and made a stop at 7-11 for my mini indulgence, a large coffee (I have the app and every seventh one is free). Now, I have a coffee maker at home and I live about a half mile from my studio…. but every now and then it’s nice to indulge.
My large coffee runs me $2.13 until I hit lucky number seven. Typically I give the attendant my ATM card, but this day I had cash. I handed the woman across the counter $2.15 and I told her that I didn’t need the two cents. Then I looked up at her from the depths of my change purse and said, “How does that saying go?” She looked inquisitively at me (luckily there was no one behind me in line, people HATE getting behind me in line, because I talk to everyone on the other side of the retail counter, and I mean everyone) “You know how it goes, something about my two cents?” We paused, “Oh yes,” she said. And then we both said, “If you want my two cents….”
I chuckled on my way out the door as I thought about what a fun blog theme “My Two Cents” would make. Because lord knows, most people have an opinion on everything, myself included.
In My Little World
Many of you have heard me speak of my 3-mile radius. If I have to travel more than three miles from my apartment, it’s a big inconvenience. I buy dog food online because PetsMart is just outside of that radius. The positive aspect to keeping everything within my 3-miles is that I have gotten to know my Barista, my USPS representatives, my grocer, the wait staff at Carrabbas, the folks at the Sweetwater Farmers Market, the woman at the Chinese food restaurant, Massage Debbie, Broadway Joe and other fellow small business owners in the plaza where I rent my studio space…. I’ve gotten to know all of them well enough that we exchange a wave and sometimes a conversation.
I guess I’m in the habit of giving My Two Cents to all of these people that I deal with pretty regularly. Sometimes the exchanges can be quite entertaining and note worthy. I thought I just might share them with you.
This One’s On Me
Yesterday, I went for coffee and was waited on by Doug who’s apron was embroidered with “Store Manager” I said to Doug, “You are the store manager?” I was thinking that he must be new, because I had known Kevin as the store manager for years. Doug said to me “Yes, I have been here for over a a year.” He snickered, “This is nothing new.” “Well….” I was gearing up… “Maybe it just wasn’t emblazoned on your apron previously, THAT must be new, because I do not remember ever noticing THAT.” Doug was exhibiting a great sense of humor, he said “You’re right, the apron and with the title IS new.” “I KNEW it, you see? I’m not THAT crazy.” was my reply. His responded, “You know what? Since you have been such a good sport, this one’s on me today.”
Every now and then, someone appreciates My Two Cents, which I often share all too freely. Certainly not the people behind me in line at Starbucks, as Andrew futilely attempted to point out about half way into the store manager exchange.