I Love these Three People (Not THAT way)

One is a bird-like woman who’s probably pushing 70.  She works checkout at a local deli.  No nonsense, but she’s really nice, and polite.  Number two is a Swedish guy who works a few doors down from the deli.  He never lost his accent, or his ability to be polite.  The third is a hefty woman who calls me “hon.”  As long as she doesn’t call guys “hon,” I have no issue with it.  In all cases, when our capitalist transaction is done, we wish each other a good day.  That’s how it’s supposed to be.

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