February 6, 2010
I didn't have time to prepare myself. The contractor with the bubble gum lips and effervescent blue eyes was back. I put a little extra effort into ringing up his items accurately, reminding myself that regardless of whether or not I made idle conversation with him, asked him how the installation of his new tub went, how the work is treating him after being unemployed for a month...he would be out the door as soon as I finished, like all the others before him. He paid with cash. My curled fingers rested against his sweaty palm, thanking him graciously.