Friday, October 6, 2017

best man in the morning

I work most Fridays. And most Fridays my routine begins the same.

Though I'm not scheduled to  be in until 10:45, I like to arrive early and see how many sales I've lost while I was out.  Checking can ruin a day, but I like to know. People who absolutely love a dress one day, may decide the next that it's too small, too big, too expensive, too short, too tight, too redundant, or that her husband, daughter, boyfriend, mother, friend, doesn't like it.

But before arriving at work Friday, I stop by and see Gus. 



Gus doesn't work weekends. He parks his mobile food stand at the SE corner of 51st and Park. He's easy to spot as there are always people waiting for their breakfast orders to be finished.



It only took a few times before Gus knew me and knew my order — large black coffee with a splash of half-and-half. No sugar.   

Now I just approach the window, and within seconds, Gus hands me my exact order and I hand him a reasonable two dollars in exchange.

His coffee is great. I suspect everything he serves is. And his smile is infectious. Seeing Gus is a great way to start any day.







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