West Cocoa Chat

I know for a few of us in blog world, there are times that we more often than not, post about service from a restaurant or store gone bad. I'd like to balance the blog world with a positive post on the subject. We had gone back to the same ("what did you say?") restaurant to eat breakfast the morning of the funeral. Southwest Florida and indeed all of Florida is now under the annual migration of (as we affectionately call them) of "Snowbirds." The restaurant was full of snowbirds eating breakfast on their way to or from church. Barb and I were seated at the last available table. When our coffee came I began to worry. No, it wasn't the caffeine. My concern was for how much time it was going to take us to get our food under the best of conditions.

Our waitress, Joyce, came over to our table and I immediately told her of our intentions to pay for the coffee and leave. I assured her we weren't mad but just in a hurry. Joyce looked at me as if I was alien which seems to be an epidemic lately with me and women. But this time it wasn't a misunderstanding of what I had said but rather I didn't know how good Joyce was. She told me with confidence, "Give me your order and I'll have your food out with plenty of time for you to get where you're going. Looking at almost every seat in the restaurant filled, I wondered if she was genuine or desperate. Going against my best judgement Barb and I gave Joyce our order.

Within 10 minutes are food was on our table and my jaw was on the floor. Joyce was amazing. I thanked her for her service, asked her if she came up toward Cocoa, and invited her to church and a meal on us.

I think its important for Christians to be as pleasant and understanding as possible when encountering the world. Most folks in the service industry will tell you the rudest and cheapest crowd to server is the Sunday morning - going to church folks. It shouldn't be that way and especially for folks like Joyce.