Ali Boo

I serve food to a lot of different kinds of people where i work. very old people, Very young kids, people who are pretty clean, people who smell bad. people who tip well, people who try to get stuff for free from me. I have regulars who are skinny and regulars who are Large. I also get the occasional psychologically disturbed customer. these customers are the faces I remember when the day is over. these are the people I think about and wonder about and sometimes even pray about. I am so glad to have been born with a body that functions properly. i can see out of my eyes, hear through my ears and use all of my limbs. And most importantly, I am aware of reality. I serve this lady occasionally. she's always so confused and talking about people who aren't there. or pointing to "wrecked cars" that aren't there. she always looks a little scared. I would hate to have to live life being so confused and scared all of the time. I wish that that Lady had someone to take care of her. I can only imagine all the ways she could be taken advantage of. It's a sad story.

this has just been on my mind lately