So we have this regular at my store that everyone gets along with. All the normal morning partners know him and his various drinks. A while ago, when it was slow, him and I were talking. We found out that we both have the same culture and come from the same ethnicity and country (we’re filipino). His family and my mom (she’s native filipino) grew up in neighboring towns.

Today he brought me a traditional filipino desert bread. It wasn’t anything fancy, but it really meant a lot to me.

I tell you what, regular customers that you get to know really do make this job worth it for me. They’re the only thing that get me through the shit we deal with :’)