So, I think I’m going to start blogging again. In the last few months of silence, the most significant event was my wedding. Yeah!
I’m planning to change the layout of the blog as I elevate my digital essence to a new level. But for now, I’ll offer a few observations from lunch at Panera Bread.
#1 – First timer. I hate being a first timer anywhere, like the middle aged lady is the jean skirt and blouse 4 people in front of me in line. The cashier hands her a cup for her drink, and now she’s suppossed to step away from the counter – but where is “away”? She steps back, now clogging the pathway between humans in line. She turns around, looking at the rest of the line aimlessly, still in the way. Oh, she’s loitering because she’s waiting for her friend in the next line. After 3 people excuse themselves while passing her, she finally sidesteps against the wall. SAFE! Next time she’l know to immediately pivot right and meander down to the drinks.
#2 – Nipple girl. Apparently you have the day off…from the looks of your hair and face, it looks like you’re extending your weekend to Monday, and your lounging to everyone’s lunch spot. From the loud exclaimations being made while curled in the leather chair, I unwillingly gather that you might be planning to get married in six weeks. Some simpathy is available for you, as I know the last six weeks are stressful. Having only been married six weeks, I readily recall the busyness of the final days. But that sympathy turns to puzzling distain when you walk by…rather perky in that snug tanktop. Don’t force us to become involved in your frantic and sloppy personal life. You had time to put on another article of clothing.
#3 – Bagel burner. Call me judgemental, but some people just strike me as high maintenance. I’m eating and reading in full view (yet out of earshot) of the cashier, and closer to me is the coffee and napkin counter. First off, to have that large of body requires alot of maintenance…the donut, brownie, and pop kind of maintenance. Second, it shouldn’t take that long to order a bagel, even if you want it sliced in half. Third, when smoke starts billowing out of the toaster, TAKE OUT the bagel. I wish I was paying more attention…did you make them give you a second bagel for FREE, because you weren’t paying enough attention to avoid burning yours?
#4 – Hero of the day. I think you’re an established female news anchor on local television, tough to tell when your face and hair rival nipplegirl’s for being discheveled. Maybe that’s part of the disguise? I applaud the way you respectfully wheeled your mother to a table, and treat her and your father like the only two people there. You seemed patient and interested, engaging them in intelligent conversation while eating. I hope I can have that kind of servant’s attitude with my parents when the time comes.
#5 – Spandex shorts guy. Who are these people? And what are they doing at Panera Bread at noon on Monday? Don’t get me wrong, casual is fine, even on a Monday – but those shorts are too old, too tight, and like nipplegirl, don’t leave enough to the imagination. Seriously, we’re trying to eat lunch!
Remind me not to go to Panera Bread over lunch when I want to study while I eat…obviously, I didn’t get much reading done.
Just image if I’d taken the time to blog after visiting the state fair! Would have loved to describe the mass and variety of humanity we saw there:)


