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I Am A Non-Person
Article by Alan Hill, N5BGC |
I had final proof that I am not a real person this month.
Maggie and I have been going to the ham radio breakfast
at the Pantry Restaurant for about 24 years. We started before
we got married. We have seen new folks come and go and old
folks die off. Some of the faithful are regular, but not
as much as we are.
We go so much and have the same menu items that we just
walk in and sit down. A few minutes later a waitperson brings
us two hot cocoa with whipped cream and two orders of whole
wheat toast – no menu or anything. Some new hams, seeing
this, ask us if we ordered. We just say “No, they know
what we are having”.
Since Maggie has started chemo treatments, she was told
by the doctors that after it begins her white blood cells
(the ones that fight off infections) will be at a low state
and she should avoid crowds since there is a greater chance
of getting something that will harm her. So, with that in
mind, she skipped one of our Saturday morning trips to the
breakfast. She told me to tell everyone hello and if they
ask, just tell them whatever I deem prudent.
So, I get to the table and sit down. The waitress that has
served us our hot coca for several months stops, gives me
a menu and asks what I would like. I sort of look at her
puzzled and say that I am the one who has hot cocoa and toast.
A light comes on in her head and says that she didn’t
recognize me since my wife wasn’t there.
I guess that proves my theory.
Alan N5BGC
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