On Being a Regular
I’ve always had an unhealthy fear of being labeled a “regular.” I guess it comes from not wanting to be known as the weird, old, loser guy who comes in every week because he has nowhere else to go.
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On Friday evenings, I meet a few friends at the same pizza shop. Usually, by the time I sit down, my Diet Coke is sitting on the table in front of me and our usual server, …