Me and the cleaning lady in the dorm have never gotten along well. I don't know if one day I unconsciously stepped in something that she just mopped or I was just a general untrusted nuisance. Maybe it was because I stole a wet floor sign once or twice. Anyway, we always have a chilly reception whenever we pass each other in the halls.
But today as I watched the World Cup in the lounge she offered me some of the lunch she cooked. And since that point she's been friendly and saying hi and such. I just thought it was worth mentioning. Every time I think I'm the best person on earth, God keeps sending me examples to remind me that I put my pants on one leg at a time.
Thanks Martine
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