It has been 6 days since my surgery & today I finally had enough energy to venture out of the house for some fresh air.
I decided to take myself to lunch @ Panera Bread mainly because I was feenin’ for some French onion soup. My one concern about venturing out was the weather because it was snowing & I am still trying to get the hang of my crutches. Thank God I have a handicap sticker because when I got to Panera, the parking lot was off the hook.
So I get into the restaurant & there were no seats available & I had to figure out how I was going to get my tray to a table with crutches. Luckily I was able to get the cashier to deliver my tray to me.
Now that I had my challenge of getting my meal to a table, I just had to figure out where I was going to sit in the packed restaurant. Like I said it was absolutely packed with people so I am feeling like I was looking stupid trying hopping around on crutches looking pathetic.
After a while I heard an woman call out to me & asked me if I minded sharing a table with her so I happily & quickly said no don’t mind & thanks so much!
My new table & lunch mate was Michelle, a 70 y.o. English realtor who does not mind sharing a table in “European style”.
During our conversation, Michelle told me how she comes to Panera all the time & gets annoyed at how people are not willing to share their space. She then told me that at the age of 70 she does not mind bothering a lone person who is hogging up a table meant for 4 people.
While I shared the table with Michelle, we had a really good conversation about everything from my missed opportunity to go to the UK, her double knee replacement, our stupid president, soldiers numbers in the useless war in Iraq & Barack Obama. I thought it was so interesting on how we seemed to have the same opinion on the same topics & yet are so different from one another.
Next time I see someone in distress handicapped or not trying to get a table in a cramped café, I will mos def open up my empty seat if I have one. The kindness of Michelle was right on time for this temporarily handicapped stranger.
By the way, I really like introducing myself as Tafari.
Darius T. Williams / January 22, 2007
Tafari? Now, that’s hilarious. But – that was interesting that you met Michelle. Was she a little sweet on you since you had sooo much in common?
Bygbaby / January 22, 2007
LOL I hope not cause I would have to break her off on with the famous Slick Rick line from La Di Do Di – “With your wrinkled pussy, I cant be your loveeeeerrr!”
daez / January 23, 2007
OMG!!! (ROFLOL!!) I LOVE that song so much…I remember when it came out I’d be shaking my old tired azz dancing (at home)and er’time they’d get to that part I’d feel so sad cuz while I thought I was a hot mama them young studs woulda been laffing their azz’z off at me… (daez.. head hanging in shame)…. LOL!!!..(((HUGS)))
….just me…daez
Anonymous / January 23, 2007
You know Michelle bought your @zz some lunch. You Muucher.
Ms Stella / January 24, 2007
I like the red but, if you get a Louis Viutton (sp?) print on the cast you’ll truly be ghetto fab!
Bygbaby / January 24, 2007
@ Daez – Don’t hurt Daez!!! You had me crackin up. La Do Da Di is still the jam & I love Snops version as well of course.
@ Anonymous – Dear Anonymous, I know who you is so don’t hate in secret on me & Michelle LOL. You just mad it ain’t you potato chip eatin’ ass. I was serious about lunch s hit me up!!!
@ Ms Stella – You made me spit out my drink! Thanks LOL. Don’t temp me cause you know this Brotha will get Ghetto Fab @ the drop of a dime.
Peace
Mel / January 24, 2007
Wishing you better soon. Glad to hear you received some UK kindness over lunch 🙂
Dredfoxx / January 31, 2007
LOL@ that Slick Rick line!!!
OMG!!! You are cold blooded Byg! Man, she would have for real for real regretted sharing her table with you if you dropped that line on her!
From my time in Germany, Europeans do have a very different sense of personal space than we as Americans do. It is nothing for them to share tables “family style” at a restaurant.