Thursday, May 23, 2013

Highschooltime

Alright so I've already helped three of my high school teachers at work. Not only is it weird to see teachers outside of school, but it's now uncomfortable because I don't know if they recognize/remember me. Part of it is, I don't want to put them in the position of Crap I know she was my student for a full year but I have NO idea what her name is. The other side is I personally don't want to have to go through the standard, impersonal "Hi how have you been?" and the "Oh so you're in college now? Wow Georgetown?! No? Oh, yes, of course I'm sure George Washington is just as good." All of this happens while my ex-teacher just wants to eat their lunch.

However I did find it interesting that a teacher from high school that I didn't personally have recognized me. While this does make me feel immensely popular/like, kind of a big deal, it also makes me feel like a giant nerd. Not only is the teacher who recognized me an International Baccalaureate teacher, she is a Full Diploma International Baccalaureate teacher which means I could have never had her as a teacher. Either I'm hot gossip in the teacher's lounge (unlikely) or I had no life in high school and hung out with my even nerdier friends and their teachers (much more likely).

Speaking of high school and work, a friend (loosely used here) that I attended second grade through senior year of high school with came in to the restaurant where I work. When I had a spare moment I made sure I stopped by to say hello to the parents (family friends) and talk a little with the friend. It's amazing to think I know so much about this one person and spent so many years together, but in the end, we'll go our separate ways to only see each other in briefly passing moments. 

It's interesting to see who remembers you, who pretends to not remember you, and who switches from the former category to the latter category as the years pass.

I like these songs:


Highlight of my day:
As I walked back from seating a customer today, a man and his wife called out "Jessica! There you are!" I quickly wracked my brain for any kind of indication as to who this couple might be and how they knew my name, but came up with nothing. My confusion must have shown on my face because he smiled and mentioned that the other hostess had already informed him that a 'Jessica' would be showing him to his table and he assumed it was me. I laughed and led the couple to their table where they joked with me further about how they were going to pretend they knew me. We laughed as I sheepishly admitted that I probably would have gone along with it.

After dealing with customer after customer in the same robotic speech: "Hello. How are you? How can I help you? A table for how many? That'll be about a half hour. Thank you," it's a nice change of pace to have a customer who really interacts with you as a person. 

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