i went to the south dallas sonic this afternoon.
and yes, i am just as surprised as you that there is a sonic in the projects.
it was happy hour and so my drink only cost 76 cents.
when the lady brought it out, i gave her the money and told her to keep the change.
she looked at me with a sense of bewilderment and excitment and gave me a really big thank you.
it was then that i realized that i probably hadnt given her a dollar like i thought.
and she was probably keeping a lot more than twenty-something cents.
i am still unaware of how much money i gave her.
but at least i made her day
6:47 p.m. - 2003-04-18
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