It's a sad day. One of the people I wait on, a lively, spry, 86 year old lady, is not going to make it. She's one of my favorite people to wait on, she's super nice, she always gets the same thing, always has a smile for everyone, and now no more. Her son, who comes in with her everyday, came in alone on Saturday (I don't normally work Saturdays, I
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