This morning on my way to work I was in a pretty good mood having finished a major assignment yesterday and not loosing any kids on my first day as single parent man, so I decided to stop in for some Tim's Tea.
Good plan, except the line up was all ready outside by the time I got there.
I took my place at the end of the que and began waiting, my good mood slipping dangerously close to Postal Worker Rage.
Then a friendly older guy came and stood in line behind me and we struck up quite a good chat. It's always a bit of a crap shoot if the conversation with a total stranger will go places you are ready for it to go at 8:30 in the morning, but hey, the sun was shining and I was in a good mood.
Then an inoffensive morning person (Yes there are those too.) woman got in line next and started us laughing. One more friendly guy came next and off we went, the long wait took a turn for the good.
I was almost disappointed when ten minutes later it was time to order my tea. We decided on a reunion line up in a few years. Morning person lady will send out the reminder notices.
So here's to the distinguished, retired gentleman, and the large, (Who use to be 100 lbs lighter and work at the Casino till she moved over to Indian Affairs) morning person lady, and the tall, heavyset farmer, who made my morning wait in a Tim's line up, much more enjoyable.
There is a lesson in there some place. I'll let you decide what it is.