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As the Pizza Turns (a persons a person)

 So there is this man that comes into my work. I will call him "Dan" because, well that is his name!

 Dan is a, simple man. I am not sure what exactly is wrong with him, but he is a few cards short of a full deck, and that is obvious. He lives alone in an apartment near my work. He walks to get where he needs to go. Often times he needs to go to the grocery store. Between the store and his home, is my pizza place. So he will stop in, with a bag or two of his groceries, and sit and drink a diet coke, watch TV, use the bathroom, pay then leave.

 Dan has always left a tip. Normally a dollar. There have been a few times Dan has been out of line. Wanting to have possession of the remote is the main one. He wants to change the channel which is not supposed to be changed. Sometimes he wants a refill RIGHT THEN and we are busy and he acts a little impatient, but he's not the only customer to do that.

 Dan has come in a few times without buying anything. Just to sit. Cool off, warm up, get dry, whatever it is.  Once he came in with diet coke he purchased elsewhere and drank it. He was told he cannot come in, unless he is buying something. He must be a paying customer to sit at a table. He understood this and has only come in when buying soda from that point on.

 So Dan came in today. He got a soda, then wanted a "Senior salad bar" The only "senior" type discount we have is a fountain soda for .85 instead of the usual 1.49. I was told I cannot charge him sr. fountain as he drinks SO Much soda (sometimes 10-15 glasses) while he is there. Today though he wanted the salad, and paid 2.29 for a bowl with some lettuce cheese and ranch dressing. Since we do not offer senior discounts, I gave him the drink, at senior price. Just today, since he also bought food.

 Apparently this .55 cent discount was enough to send my coworker into left field. I am pretty sure that .55 cents will not come out of her pay, so I am not sure why she took it so personally. When Dan went to pay and she seen the senior fountain she confronted me on it, asking if I had asked the boss. When I told her, no I had not she exclaimed (where he could hear) "I am NOT checking him out!" Um. Ok? 

 Of course Dan was afraid at this point HE had done something wrong. She just walked away from checking him out and started getting on to me. I told him he had not done anything wrong. I checked him out, he paid and then did his whole "I left a little something on the table for your trouble. Have a good weekend, gonna use the mens room before I head on out...." 

 So since this incident. I have been tattled on, about the 55 cents off on Dans bill. I explained to my boss I thought it would be okay since he also bought a salad, at full menu price.  Since then I have been treated like crap by co-worker. Over .55 fucking cent discount to a man who left me 1.05, and might I add, ALWAYS tips when he has sat down. I am not sure how this is so horrible but I hope, and pray that said co worker keeps all her marbles all her life, because Karma, well she's a bitch and I would hate for her to be treated the way she is treating Dan.

 Dr. Seuss said it best. A person's a person no matter how small. (or simple)

We all deserve respect but will only get, what we give. So treat others well!!!

 

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