Dear man who makes my egg white and cheese sandwich,
I know you like me. I like you too. And I appreciate the extra eggs on the sly. The thing is, I order one egg b/c I really just want one egg. Perhaps we can high five instead?XO,
Courtney
I have a very similar predicament. The man at my iced coffee cart gives me a free (giant) donut, bagel, or buttered roll every single time I see him. He winks and he grins. And I grin back and thank him very much. Because I am grateful for his kind gesture. I know there are a many people who would be thrilled to have free baked goods thrown at them every morning. Me? I don’t want it. Please. Please, keep it. It’s a borderline existential crisis. I’ve actually taken to getting my iced coffee from someone else and exiting the train on a different corner to avoid the whole messy exchange. :/
