Today I was having a pretty shitty day and had to run a few errands at the mall. When things get shitty, I eat quarter pounders from McDonalds. As I was walking into the McDonalds at the Glendale Galleria an older woman peaked her head around the door by the entrance and in broken English asked me if I was going inside. The McDonalds was really busy so it was weird that she singled me out. Living in LA this isn’t an unusual thing and I thought she was just going to ask me to spare a few bucks her way. Instead, she asked if I could “buy her an ice-cream cone” and to make sure they “make the ice-cream go really high.” She offered me a dollar but let’s face it- there was no way I was going to get that Washington. I went in, ordered my food and her cone and as I was waiting for my number to be called, I looked back to find her. There she was, still feet from the entrance, but with her head around the door just waving and smiling at me. Once I got the cone, I turned around to walk out the door but instead she was a foot behind me. With a big smile she took the inaugural lick, thanked me and hurried away.
I’m convinced no one else in that McDonalds or Glendale Galleria ever saw her.