Even If

If in the past you had patronized the sandwich shop where I once worked baking every loaf of bread or the pharmacy where I arranged each product neatly on the shelves answering customers' questions standing for nearly nine hours each shift on cement floors in cheap dollar store shoes with holes worn in their poorly padded soles paid poverty wages in exchange for my efforts I would have greeted you with a warm smile and a happy hello asking how I could help you as I always did when anyone entered no matter who they happened to be Of course I would have recognized you but I'm not the sort to behave unprofessionally Even if you had believed me to be the most beautiful woman you had ever seen and we had struck up a conversation discovering we had too many interests in common to count after I'd made your sandwich to sate your hunger or found exactly what you were looking for you would have simply thanked me and paid the bill before walking out the door Nothing more