Maybe not everybody knows my name, but one guy does. There is a restaurant I go to on a regular basis. I tend to prefer mom and pop type places, but this one is a chain. Abuelo's. Yum. My family is not big on Mexican food, but I love it. So I pop in here at least once a moth for lunch. By myself. With a book. It never fails I get the same waiter or I at least sit near his section and he stops to say hello. I get the same thing every time and he knows it. I don't even really have to order, he just comes up and verifies that I want what I want.
It feels kind of freaky. Like I have some kind of OCD tendencies with Abuelo's. Same food. Same drink. Always a book. Always alone. Always clean my plate. Pay the same amount every time. I often wonder if the staff sees me coming and they say to one another, "Here comes that weird woman. You know, the crazy one,"? I wonder what he would do if I came in with a friend, because I think he thinks I have no friends. Or if I ordered something different. Or if I didn't have a book. Maybe he's a little OCD, too, and it would set him off in some kind of panic attack, crying in the corner while sucking his thumb.
I think it's better if I just stick to my routine. We'll all feel better.
(I will be absent for a few days due to THIS.)