Don’t Mind Her, She’s a Regular.

So lost in conversation, my friend and I didn’t notice the time. The other patrons in the restaurant had long gone and the owners were cleaning up, ready to close.

“Oh my goodness!” my friend said, gathering her coat and purse. “I guess they want us to leave.”

We continued our conversation out the door and she walked me to my car. Making a new friend has been exhilarating. These lunch meetings have become a highlight in my month.

At three a.m. I wake up and realize we didn’t pay.

I forgot to pay my bill! I text my friend the next morning.

No problem, she responds. I’ve done that before too. Just drop in when you’re next in town and pay it then.

Ric and I decide to lunch in the same spot and confess my sin.

“You were here with Fay, right?” the owner asks.

I nod.

“I never worry about Fay,” she confides. “She’s a regular, and we love her here.”

“Did she pay yesterday?” I ask.

“No. She didn’t.”

So Ric squares up for all of us.

Apparently, being a regular has it’s advantages.


I’ve enjoyed the interpretations this week. Please visit those you’ve missed, and it’s never too late to join in.

Reena Saxena
Eugi’s Causerie
Stine Writing

See you tomorrow for a new challenge!

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

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