“Sometimes you want to go where everybody knows your name…”
There was this little sandwich place I used to frequent at my old workplace; hadn’t been there for some time. I was passing by the other day and thought I would pop in to have my lunch there. As I approached, the same old smile greeted me, I took my usually table, he brought my usually sandwich, cut just the way I like, with my usual drink, and a copy of the usual paper I read. All this without either one of us exchanging a single word.
I sat there, gazing at my ‘usual’ order for sometime. I hadn’t realized that I always ordered the same thing; I hadn’t realized I always read the paper while eating. I hadn’t realized that this ‘familiar stranger’ knew my lunch routine better than myself.
Dunno why the theme song to Cheers popped into my head at that moment…followed by a smile.
How many familiar strangers do I know? How many do you know?