True That
I worked my standard Friday lunch shift at the restaurant today. Not much of note happened. The lunch rush was a bit late and not as big as usual but not bad money. My boss' 4 year old son kept me company for the slower parts of the day. I love that kid. He's always telling me "I like you Jasmine, you're the best" and hugging me. I used to hang out with his brother like that, when he was young and at home during the day. Now that Dash has grown up it's nice to have a new little buddy.
There's this one customer that often comes in and always throws me off. He's young, probably mid-twenties. He reminds me of a friend of mine, Bryan. What's unusual about this is that Bryan died a few years ago. So it's very strange to be interacting with this guy like normal while the entire time I'm thinking of Bryan. When Bryan was alive I probably would not have thought that he would have such a big impact on me. But I think about him fairly often and it's been almost 4 years since he was killed. We didn't even see much of each others in the last few years before his death - he moved and switched schools and y'know.... but we were friends when we were kids (gr. 8, 9, 10) and we lived close so we saw quite a bit of each other. There was a group of us that used to hang out and I wonder how much the others think back to those times.
Life is strange. It's hard to realize the impact of things when they're around, but as soon as there's a shift and things change and are lost, then we notice their absence. It's like that song "you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone." True that.
There's this one customer that often comes in and always throws me off. He's young, probably mid-twenties. He reminds me of a friend of mine, Bryan. What's unusual about this is that Bryan died a few years ago. So it's very strange to be interacting with this guy like normal while the entire time I'm thinking of Bryan. When Bryan was alive I probably would not have thought that he would have such a big impact on me. But I think about him fairly often and it's been almost 4 years since he was killed. We didn't even see much of each others in the last few years before his death - he moved and switched schools and y'know.... but we were friends when we were kids (gr. 8, 9, 10) and we lived close so we saw quite a bit of each other. There was a group of us that used to hang out and I wonder how much the others think back to those times.
Life is strange. It's hard to realize the impact of things when they're around, but as soon as there's a shift and things change and are lost, then we notice their absence. It's like that song "you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone." True that.
