Something just happened and I don't know if I should be honored, or embarrassed. Every couple of months my favorite restaurant of all times comes by our office. If any of you know me the least little bit, you know that restaurant is Jimmy Johns, or the double J as I have been known to call it. (side bar, why I am just now realizing Jeff and I could have used a version of their logo for our wedding?? I am super bummed I am just thinking of that) They make tons of sandwiches and cut them into thirds and deliver them to local businesses to drum up new business. For me, it is just another day, because I eat there ALL THE TIME! When I say all the time, this means at least once a week.
They stopped by our office when I was in an appointment. The man comes through the front door to deliver the freebies. He sees our Administrative Assistant. The following is their conversation.
JJ delivery man: "Are you Janelle?"
AA: "No, she is with a student."
JJ man: "Oh, I just wanted to meet her because she orders sandwiches a lot!"
When our AA told me this, for a split second I thought I had hit rock bottom. When did I turn into one of those, "give me the usual" kind of people? I Thought I had avoided this. I have deliberately been going to the three different ones around here equally so the workers couldn't figure it out . The problem is, when I order for delivery, only one of the three will deliver. Epic Fail!
Then I thought to myself... no... JJ is your best friend... wouldn't you want them to know you?! I think it's pretty spiffy they know me. Maybe I will just mix things up next time and order the unwich ;)