#SOL20 – Day 9
Some people like to treat themselves on Friday with a special drink or something to eat. Maybe because Friday is the last day of the work-week and they feel they earned it, or deserve a reward for making it through.
Fridays have never been a problem for me. It’s Monday’s that I struggle with.
That’s why Monday is my treat day. As soon as I get in my car and ready myself for that treacherous drive on the autobahn (although, I looked that word up for proper spelling **lucky thing because I left the “h” out at first** and found that the top speed on said road is 80 mph. That changes my perception of the autobahn. 80 is what I do on a rainy day. 80 is what I do when there’s traffic and I have to be careful weaving in and out of lanes…) called the Dan Ryan, my mind immediately races through (no pun intended) the day beginning with the tasty drink I will be stopping for in about 25 minutes.
I cruise into the drive-through lane. Sometimes I’m first, sometimes I’m 10th, it doesn’t matter. I will wait.
“Grande Very Berry Hibiscus, please.”
The voice pipes back with the sweet sound of recognition, “Light water and light ice, right?!”
The lady inside the box knows me.
Now I know what they mean on the survey when they ask, “did the person in the store try to get to know you?”