I love food too much to starve to death.”Ĭabbie: “And get yourself ready for work?”Ī double rainbow. Me: “Well, I have plenty of friends and neighbors who help me with things sometimes, but I do not need my parents’ help.” I cook and clean when I get home.”Ĭabbie (with mounting, considerable shock and awe): “But your parents must help you, right?” I am a lawyer.”Ĭabbie: “Really, so who cooks and cleans your house for you while you’re at work?” Sometimes they are enthralled just by my existence.Ĭabbie: “Oh, so you work in there in the cafeteria?” (points toward the food court in my building).Ĭabbie: “So you answer phones for the lawyers?” I am always particularly inspirational to the cabbies in our nation’s capital. I avoid answering her by looking down as I hurry into the restroom stall. Am I inspirational because I can:Įven though I’m unsure just what I’ve done to inspire her, I’m glad she seems inspired… and also, that I finally made it into the door. There is an awkward silence as I ponder what she has just said. “You’re so inspirational, ” she says with a smile. I decline her offer, because I really can open the door myself, and I would probably fall over if she took it from me since the whole weight of my backside is now pressed firmly against it. Another woman headed in my direction sees me struggling and offers to help. Still (obviously) needing to use the bathroom, I push my back and behind into the door to slowly guide it open. The encounter goes something like this - I’m headed toward the bathroom on my floor at work.
I suppose I should say “thank you,” but often I am left too dumbfounded to respond.
#You are an inspiration to me how to
I can’t count how many times each week someone tells me I am “inspirational.” I never know how to respond to such a compliment.
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