Everyday People: Sonia

Last week at work, a lady at one of the tables I was serving ordered a black cup of coffee. She introduced herself, said her name was Sonia. I noticed her prior to that when she walked into the restaurant. She was wearing an old fashioned cape-coat with a sparkly brooch affixed to the front of it — a woman of my own style. She appreciated my style as well, as she complimented my makeup and ruffle skirt. I walked away from the table delighted, because I love serving nice people. It turns a burger slingin’ day job into more than, well, a damn burger slingin’ day job. Anyways, when I arrived back at her table with the coffee after semi-rushing through the routine (saucer, napkin, spoon, cup, pour, serve), Sonia became overjoyed (bright eyes. grabby hands. child like.) at the sight of it:

“A cup and a saucer! A cup and a saucer!”

At first I almost brushed off what she was saying; it was busy and I was trying to attend to several other tables. But my better judgement told me to stop and smell the roses (coffee). She continued,

“I’m tired of these other places, all mug and no saucer! 

A good cup of coffee should be nurtured, not gulped…

A saucer …these things should be celebrated.”

Hell yeah, Sonia. Hell yeah. I am so with you right now.

In that moment, I don’t think I’d ever heard something so remarkable.

I get stressed out (a.lot.) because I know that what I’m doing in life right now — serving burgers at a local Portland restaurant– can’t be my definitive “purpose” on this planet, right? (That really wasn’t a question.) Sonia gave my personal meaning of “purpose” a fresh perspective…(Disclaimer: This may not be news to you, but it’s news to me, so let me have this moment.)

Purpose isn’t black and white. Purpose is universal. We are already contributing our “purpose” — in each moment. It’s who we IS. In that moment, Sonia’s purpose was speaking everyday wisdom. She may or may not have cared about the right person listening to or nurturing what she was saying. My purpose was/is being open to what that moment was/is offering. Slow down and listen to the words. Can this moment/experience nurture me right now, or in the future? It most certainly did. It renewed my faith in meaningful interactions with other people — everyday people.  This day job is just a day job slinging burgers only if I let it be. Genuine dialogue and experiences exist between perfect strangers all damn day. I want more.

Henceforth I shall be known (unto myself) as…..a servant of each moment.

Moments’ mistress? Mistress of the moment. (You cringed hard, din’cha?)

One or the other. And so it is.

I hope to see Sonia again, so I can thank her. And buy her a cup of coffee (with a saucer).

ImageCocoa & marshmallows: Celebrating the small things, for Sonia.

(The saucer was on the counter.)

Tagged , , , ,

One thought on “Everyday People: Sonia

  1. Maria says:

    Nice job!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: