Jun 29, 2005 19:27
There is a boy whom I see every day on my new morning route. Every morning he comes and buys breakfast from me and greets me by calling me sweetheart. I'd guess him to be 25. The thing is, he doesn't even know my name - or I his.
There is also a man whom comes to my truck many days, he is probably 35. He has taken the time to stand and talk, and ask who I am and the basic facts. He wouldn't believe that I was nearly 23. He cannot believe that I am not married, let along not even dating anyone - and won't accept the leaving the country excuse. He says "I can't believe you don't have men, you are very beautiful."
The number of people who know my name is probably less than 10. The number whom I see every day, about 200. But this route is a blessing compared to the last one. I've done this job on many of the off times through college. It kept me in school.
Good Grief. This is what I get paid less than $8.00/hr. to deal with. I guess it could be alot worse.
I love you all and am very jealous of your going to cornerstone and seeing each other. I really wanna jump in the car and drive somewhere. I have all of next week off unless I want to work extra time.
Love you all.