Today is my last day as an Emerywood Baptist Deacon; my last day as chair was December 17th when the new officers were elected. The deacons gave me a gift card to Outback Steakhouse as a thank you for my service.
I don’t eat at Outback often, and when I do, I typically go to the one here in High Point, or the one on Wendover Avenue in Greensboro. However, I was meeting my friend Cathy, and she was coming from visiting her mom, so we decided on the Outback along Westover Terrace. It has literally been decades since I’ve been to this particular restaurant.
I arrived before Cathy, and got seated; the waitress came to get my drink order. We looked at each other, and she said she recognized me. I started to say, “Did you go to…” and before I could get Northwood Elementary out of my mouth, she said it. Then she said, “Mrs. Hatcher?!”
This lovely young woman was a former student, all grown up and working now. She’s a first class waitress, too. When it came time for the bill, Alicia told me that she’d taken care of it. She said I could use the gift card next time. She also told me that I was a favorite teacher of hers, along with her kindergarten teacher. It’s moments like this that make me happy to have been a teacher/media specialist.
I’ve been reflecting on all the things that had to happen to make me be in that Outback on that day at that time. First, I was given a gift card to a restaurant at which I eat infrequently. Second, I made plans to meet my friend Cathy for lunch, and because I had that gift card, I suggested that restaurant. Third, Cathy planned a visit to see her mom who lives out Lawndale, so we chose that particular restaurant. Otherwise, we probably would have met at the one on Wendover which is a little closer to our houses. I’m glad the fates steered us to that particular restaurant. It was a delightful twist of fate.