When I first starting working at the paper, almost every morning I would drive to Dunkin’ Donuts on my way in. I would always get a medium coffee with cream and sugar, and a wheat bagel with lite cream cheese.
I stopped going in March or April because the smell of coffee made me want to hurl.
I went back this morning after dropping Claire off at the babysitters.
I ordered my medium coffee with cream and sugar, but no bagel. The man behind the counter is the owner who always used to serve me.
“No wheat bagel today?” He asked. I couldn’t believe he remembered.
He asked about the baby and I told him about moving.
“It was nice to see you every morning. You always looked so happy.”
How nice to be remembered….