I've always wanted to be a regular somewhere. I think this fantasy comes from the times that I worked at a food establishment. I'd look forward to the regulars coming in and breaking up the monotony of the day. We seemed to share some sort of camaraderie as I'd ask them how things were going with their life. It was like we were holding real conversations! Since then, I have really just wanted to be able to walk into some place, have the worker get a big grin on his or her face when they see me, and start preparing my order without even needing to be told.
Well today I'm proud to say that I became a regular. Granted this didn't occur at a food establishment, but it was still just as magical. For the past 6 months I've been going to the temple every Wednesday at the same time. Although people have recognized me, for some reason the ladies who handed out the clothes never seemed to. Today, I walked in, and the little old lady serving out those jumpsuits got a smile on her face in recognition. Then to my surprise, she went and grabbed a jumpsuit without any prompting from me. It was just as magical as I would have imagined it to be! It was slightly disappointing to see that she had gotten my my size wrong, but you know, I'd rather be a regular and get the wrong thing, then not be a regular at all.