Ryyan

We have greeters at lunch who swipe our card. On Tuesdays and Thursday we always have the same greeter. His name is Ryan. (no, the title is not a typo, I was inspired by Rachael's security word on UsNow) Every Tuesday and Thursday Jennifer and I walk downstairs in girlish excietment, knowing that he will be there to greet us. We walk in and he takes our card, not looking at it. He looks into our eyes with a sort of squint, "What's it start with?" "J" I answer. "Jessica?" "Jennifer." And he swipes the card and hands it to me, "Next time." Jennifer hands him her card. "What's it start with?" A glance between us and two half smiles, "J." "Jessica?" "no, Jennifer." "Next time for sure." And we move along our way for lunch. This went on for a couple weeks. But, Today he got it. He said it like we had been freinds for years. Isn't it nice to have people that can brighten up your day? People that you can look forward to seeing? He does the same rutine for everyone, so I shouldn't feel special. But, really I do, he makes everyone feel special.