Connect with People who Serve Others

As I walked into a gas station tonight to pay for fuel, one of the guys in front of me in line was trying persistently to get the attendant’s contact information. Her name was Ruby and she wasn’t having it. After he left and I got to the counter, she talked for a while about how frequently that happens and how important friendship is to her. When I left, I wished her a good night, devoid of drama.