*A BREAK FROM THE MUSIC!*
Sometimes little things, little mannerisms, make the biggest difference. I took a break from the rig to get some lunch at a subway in town and I noticed one of the workers looked like she definitely didn't want to be there. Just by changing the inflection in my voice and smiling, she seemed to become a little more comfortable. In contrast, this bratty little girl was barking into her cell phone while the employee calmly asked her what veggies she wanted which leads to a new rant: cell phone etiquette!
I'm guilty of all these things at some point so don't think I'm a saint. Please refrain from texting or talking on your phone while getting a sandwich at subway. Flippant eye-contact is the worst. It's got to be beyond frustrating for your server. Don't pull out your Blackberry/iPhone just to search wikipedia for how many dimples are on Leonard Nimoy's buttocks. It can wait.
Too much mustard really ruins a sandwich. I have no more to say.
I'll be home by Saturday night.
I'm guilty of all these things at some point so don't think I'm a saint. Please refrain from texting or talking on your phone while getting a sandwich at subway. Flippant eye-contact is the worst. It's got to be beyond frustrating for your server. Don't pull out your Blackberry/iPhone just to search wikipedia for how many dimples are on Leonard Nimoy's buttocks. It can wait.
Too much mustard really ruins a sandwich. I have no more to say.
I'll be home by Saturday night.
