I'm not sure if I have just been looking a little malnourished, or maybe people can just smell the starving college kid on me, but lately I have been given free food left and right. In fact, within the last week and a half, I have been given food for little to no reason on three unrelated occasions.
The first time it happened, I was at one of my favorite pizza places, Pie-ology. When my pizza was ready, the woman who gave me my pizza apologized again and again because they had accidentally put a dollop of marinara sauce on my otherwise sauceless pizza, and would I mind waiting for them to remake it?
Don't remake it! This looks delicious! I assured them.
When I was finished and just about to leave, the same woman came out holding a boxed up second pizza for me to take home. She thanked me for "being so sweet" and sent me on my way with lunch for the next day.
A few short days later, I was teaching a guitar lesson in one of my students' home. When I was leaving, his parents bustled out to give me a giant tupperware of homemade Korean noodles. I was touched, but already a little confused, if this kept up I'd never get to go visit my pals at the grocery store again.
Today my fears were confirmed. I stopped into The Monkey Business Cafe (conveniently located down the street from my apartment) to taste one of their newly advertised waffle sandwiches. It was delicious, and once again, as I was gearing to leave, the cook came out with a box. He told me he accidentally made two waffles when he only needed one for my sandwich, so he thought I would like the second one (packets of butter and syrup and all!). Needless to say, I have breakfast tomorrow covered.
I don't want to push my luck, universe, but I'd love a cup of coffee if you've got a second.
