On The Other Side

          I see you, I've heard you, the life on the other side. Running back and forth making sure you don’t miss anything in each interaction with each person. You struggle to keep up, to find meaning in what you are doing even now: serving others food and drink. The numbers, the faces, the orders you must respond to. A story behind each and everyone I’m sure; still I wonder what kind of stories. Was it a good day, or a bad? Maybe something in between. You gather as quickly as you can what you must. Collect the payment for it all and try not to fail miserably, all with a “smile" on your face. I see you, on the other side of the window seeking to fill my order.

            I've been there, partially, serving food and drink to people; it's stressful. This type of work isn’t for the faint of heart (no matter what others say).

       Soon it will be over, this small interaction for food and money, and I already see five o’clock, one, or maybe it’s twelve midnight. I reflect on that journey, one I took for a time, short or not I can still empathize more than you know; so I will in this time, with the life on the other side. I don't envy you, and I wouldn’t want to return to the work you now do, but I'll respect you, the one on the other side working there.

       I know it's not perfect, sometimes you'll make mistakes (and I see that), but just know I still appreciate the work you do (perfect or not). Remember, I still appreciate you, the person on the other side of the drive-through window; the one working at Taco Bell to get my food. Thank you.

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