I’d like to introduce a new segment on the blog entitled, ‘The People in My Neighbourhood.’ Every week I will be sharing my random encounters with…here we go, sing it! “The people that I meet…when I am walking down the street…With the people that I meet…each daaaaaaay.” Yup! The goal of this segment is to elicit some thought provoking discussions about: People. That’s right! The good, the bad, and the ugly, we’ll discuss it all…talk show style. So let’s begin!
Note that the subtitle of this post is The People in My Neighbourhood ‘colon’ Nuts! Allow me to extrapolate. Being a busy Mom leaves very little time for basic human needs such as showering, shaving, combing one’s hair, and eating to name a few. Often times I find myself ramming something down my throat as I rush out the door or upstairs to prevent the next nuclear meltdown of nap-time proportions. Like today, for example, I threw a handful of nuts into my mouth, bundled Rooney up in the stroller, and headed to Starbucks for a coffee. As I approached the cash I noticed a new face behind the counter. This young lady was gushing over the customer in front of me and her baby. She was oohing and awwing over the babe…it really was extremely sweet. When she was finished serenading the icy Bloor West Mom and her Darling Daughter, she turned to me with a big smile and said, “Good morning! What can I get you?”. I smiled back and said, “Morning! Yes, I would like a tall, decaf Americano.” “Great” she said. Then, looking at me intently, she subtly motioned her fingers to her mouth and whispered, “Oh, you have something in your teeth.” *Cue sad trombone…Wah wah wah wahhhhhhhh.* “Oh my gosh! Thank you so much for telling me!” I retorted, trying my best to maintain some semblance of cool. “Of course, she replied, You just gotta let someone know something like that!” “It must have been those nuts I ate”, I said sheepishly. “It was totally the nuts!” she exclaimed! I chuckled to myself thinking, I love this girl. Not only did she TELL me that I had a big ‘ol chunk of nut jammed up in my incisor, she did it in such a way that I didn’t feel awkward or embarrassed. How infuriating is it when you look at your ‘sitch’ in the mirror and find poppy seed city under construction in your mouth only after a two hour conversation with a friend or colleague. I mean really!!!! Come on people!! That’s just wrong! Why do people do this?? What are we so afraid of? So my question to you Juicettes is this, “would you tell someone that they were sporting a hanger on from meals past? Or would you let sleeping herbs lie?