Lunch @ DQ

I was tired! I had just had a busy morning with complicated issues at hand. More and more, I'm able to handle my business issues quite well without getting help. I'm learning to think in the way it takes to handle those. Turns out my guy had well......long story short, he screwed himself over. I addressed his issue and advised him of his downfall and what he could do to avoid doing the same mistake. He agreed, but I know he'll keep doing the same thing over and over again.

Another person came in, and we were together for over an hour. His issue went back a couple of years, not to mention the fact that I had to do tons of paperwork b/c he want his situation done a certain way. I so hate cash. Folks, get a checking account!

I was tired, mentally. I could feel the pressure on my forehead. It wasn't bad, but I knew I needed a break. As I finished with my contact, I was eyeballing the clock on my computer. My coworker should have been back by now so I could leave for my lunch. It was well past 1 when I knew she wouldn't be back on time which was 1 o'clock for her.

I decided to see a few more people, well at least one more if they were quick. I'd ask more or less what they wanted and then judge to see if I could resolve it quickly. If I could, I would help out. Sure enough, a few more had quick issues..........then I heard the back door open. I decided to finish up and head on out; it's 1:30.

I walk into Dairy Queen just down the road; it was nicely renovated from the inside. Like other fast food joints especially new ones, this place has gone contemporary with high chairs and high tables, tiled walls and lush, cozy booths. It's a 30 second drive by car and a five minute walk by foot. So I decided to tear into a chicken strip basket, 4 pieces, and decided to get that. 8 bucks mind you! Anyhow, I chose to sit at a high table near the corner of the place that faced out into the street/downtown area.

I LOVE SITTING IN A QUIET PLACE TO EAT AND SEE THE TRAFFIC GO BY. I LOVE IT--THE QUIETNESS, THE SIMPLICITY, THE CALMNESS.

Next to my table, a black man sat. He didnt seem polished, more like a street person. He was awkward and begged for my waitress's attention as she left my table from delivering me my strips. Maybe she didn't hear him or maybe she didn't want to hear him. He simply asked for a cup of water. He had just sat down from coming from outside. It was nice outside, a bit warm but nothing unbelievable.

I sat there eating my strips. I pondered giving him money, but I only had a 20 with me. I had paid by debit card. I sat eating and notice my cup of gravy was running out. I had two strips left and some fries...... do I get more gravy or just play it lazy and keep my ass seated? After much debate, I opted for the gravy : ) I got up and asked for some more. They charged me $.54 for it. No biggie!

Then it hit me! I knew then that I was to pay for this gravy with my 20 so as to break it and have change to give to the dude who was thirsty. I knew instantly what G, the man upstairs, had in store. I'd get my gravy which I wanted, and the man would get his water which he wanted. Its a win-win situation.

So I return to my table with gravy in hand and change. I grabbed two bucks and put it on the table of the vagabond : -

"What thi' fo?" he asked.

"They're going to want that if you want a cup," I said.

"What?" he said with an odd face.

"They are going to want to have that if you want something to drink," I explained.

I quickly turned my head and started on downing my tasty strips. They were good!

I noticed out of the corner of my eye that he eventually got up and got himself a small cup. He got something in it and then headed outside. A bit later I noticed him smoking a cig. I felt dumb, but I new I did my part, however insignificant. As I kept eating, I noticed him walk away. He did look at me directly as he crossed my view but didn't smile or anything. He simply walked away.

I sat there a bit relieved from my stress. My head was lighter now, but I got to wondering about L again. I keep telling myself over and over to just be happy for her. I am happy for her. I'm just taking a hit as far as faith goes. My physical condition right now since KC isn't helping either. I'm okay though.

Of course other things ran through my mind. Then I decided to come back to reality and go back to work. I still had half an hour left but oh well. I got another half refill of root beer and headed back. After I parked and headed back to my building, I noticed a man sitting outside on the stone bench. He had his back toward me....... it was the man from DQ. I thought how interesting the whole ordeal was.

What the hell did I just write about? lol