Carols True Stories When I first started working I had a job in a warehouse. I was an order checker. The guys would work the aisles of a large warehouse filling their carts with whatever items were on the order forms and then bring them over to my station where I would check to make sure that the stuff correctly matched what the customers ordered before sending the cart over to the packing and shipping department. There was a guy there named John who was slow .. mildly retarded. He was harmless but odd. He had a collection of little dog figurines and some days he would bring one or two of them to work with him and sort of play around with them and show them to the rest of us during break times. Everyone was very nice to John and on fridays when we all went to the bank to cash our checks we would always go to lunch together at a little Italian place nearby. John was always there with the rest of us. I remember one occasion when we were at a table in this place and John had his little figurines out and was playing with them when a waitress came over to take our orders. John was distracted with his toys and ignoring the waitress. No problem, he always ordered the same thing and the waitress knew it. When she came back with the food she had a little dish of water that she put down and told John that it was for his doggies. She wasnt being mean or condescending at all .. quite the opposite, she was attempting to gently enter into Johns world in an accepting and well meaning way. I wonder what ever happened to John .. I wonder what everhappened to that waitress. Where are they now?
Posted on: Thu, 15 Jan 2015 19:00:00 +0000
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