Tuesday night Cheryl went to tennis practice so that meant I was on my own for dinner. I didn’t really feel like cooking. My logic is why mess up the kitchen just to cook for myself?? So Jackson and I hopped in the car to hunt for food. It was a lovely evening, we had the windows down and the radio up…life is good.

We pasted several fast food places then I saw the sign for Taco Bell and knew I had found a winner for the evening. Waited patiently in line for my turn to place an order at the speaker. The guy on the other end of the faceless speaker was different from most drive thru employees. He sounded so happy when he spoke. He said “Good evening, welcome to Taco Bell and how may I help you tonight? This wasn’t like most times at drive thrus where you can hardly understand what the person is saying. You know what I’m talking about—they sound like Charlie Brown’s teacher—Wha, Wha, Wha. Anyway I listed the items I wanted. He gave me the total and said he would see me at the window.

When I got to the window, his niceness continued. He asked how I was doing and told me how cute my dog is. It was taking a minute for my food and he stood at the window with me. He asked if I was having a good evening and he seemed so geniune when he asked. I told him I was having a very nice evening and that he was making it even better. I commented to him that he was one of the friendliest and happiest person I had encounted in some time, especially at a drive thru. He said he was very happy, excited that he had a job to come to each day and he wanted to make the most out of each day. We exchanged money and food. As I started to drive off, he wished me a good rest of the evening.

This guy really made me think. This was not some kid working his first job. This was a man early to mid 30’s working at a fast food place. I really wonder what his story is….has he been laid off and this was all he could find?….Does he get the concept of love what you do and do something you love?…Did he get jaded at his last job and just decide to go off the deep end and do something completely different? We don’t know what we don’t know……

Later, I wished that I had gotten his name so I could contact Taco Bell and comment on what a great job he did. I am quick to contact a business when someone screws up but miss some opportunites to let them know someone is doing something right. Hopefully he will be there next time. I promise to find out his name and contact Taco Bell with a glowing comment about him.

This guy helped me remember that Life is great!!