This blog post was originally published on tracyibarra.wordpress.com on November 15, 2011. I’m sharing it as a #throwbackthursday. It’s interesting to see how much or little I’ve grown as a person. The older wordpress site is going to be taken down here in a few days, so I figured I’d put them here to live. Enjoy.
You can go to two different eating establishments in the same block and each one will have a different policy on whether or not an employee can tell you, “Excuse me; we’re closed.”
Knowing that I had a coffee meeting at 8 P.M., I called ahead to P coffee place and asked what time they would close tonight. 9 P.M. Sounded reasonable. One hour and twenty-one minutes into the conversation, and I notice an employee starting to mop. I keep that in the back of my mine. As she gets closer towards my area, I ask “Excuse me, what time to you close?” “9.” Looking down at my phone, “Oh, I’m sorry to keep you waiting.” My coffee friend and I exit and look for another open location to continue our conversation. We find a fast food establishment just a couple of feet away. We walk in and order at W fast food.