C and i both have our masters degrees and yet, we could not figure out how to buy a pass for the DC metro system. we tried various options and chatted and approximately 12 minutes later, finally cracked the code. C bought her ticket and as i was purchasing mine, an employee came over.
metro guy: ladies, is everything okay?
C: yup. we finally figured it out.
MG: if you buy the daily pass you save a dollar on every ride.
C: oh, we bought the card where you just put a specific amount of money on it. we’ll be okay with that.
me: this is like reading greek.
MG: where are you all from? i’ve always like the greeks.
C and MG continued the conversation as my attention had to be laser focused on buying my ticket. the machine spit out my ticket, we thanked the man, and went on our way.
me: why did he keep talking about the greeks when you said we were from boston?
C: it was when you said it was like reading greek. he thought we were from greece!
even though he and i were unintentionally having separate conversations, the kindness in his voice and actions was unmistakable.