This morning I was starving, withering away at my desk. It is more than likely this was a by product of dehydration versus actual hunger, “drink more water!” as Kristin would say. Convinced of my hunger by a persuasive stomach and frustrated with a work issue that has over stayed its welcome that was making me antsy sitting at my desk, I headed on down to Chipotle for a bag of their incredibly tasty chips and corn salsa. Costing around two dollars, this is really about the best you can do without leaving the Lawson building and get some actual food-like snack. Arriving as they unlocked their doors at 10:30, I was the first and only customer in line and many of the workers were still eating in the booths near the counter.
Our Chipotle, mentioned here, has recently gotten much less Latino so the faces there are largely new. Imagine my surprise when the check out guy spread his arms, smiled, and said the chips and salsa where on him today. I was incredulous – but he assured me he was serious. With much thanks, I left the store and no one tackled me on the way out.
What a great turn of events though! My morning has improved immensely from his act of kindness – which assures that I will also be coming back to that Chipotle in the future. Free food, it makes me happy…