two separate conversations i had at work sunday afternoon with a fellow waitress, one while she was typing in an order at the computer:
sarah: are you a double today?
me: yeah, i’m a double every sunday.
me: i’ve been a double every sunday for the past three years, i think.
sarah (noticing my open wallet): what’s that?
me: oh. that’s my guinness card. pouring guinness was my favorite thing when i used to bartend. i liked to make each one perfect. i’d pour it halfway, and let it settle, and then pour the other half, and i’d always make sure the top was perfectly smooth. i even have a picture of one of my customers posing in front of a guinness i’d poured.
sarah: could you do the clover thingy?
me: no. i could never figure out when to start making the clover, so the glass would always overflow before i was finished. i could make an “A,” though. anyway, my boyfriend at the time gave me that little card because he knew i liked to pour guinness, and i’ve kept it in my wallet ever since. i guess it’s been in there since 1999.
sarah: you like to do things for a long time, don’t you?
me: what do you mean?
sarah: well, earlier you said you’ve been a double every sunday for three years.
sarah: and you’ve kept this card in your wallet since 1999. you do a lot of things for x amount of time.
me: hey, you’re right. yeah, i guess i have a lot of those.