At the gas station there are some guys (mostly, not all) coming back for their change whom I totally do not remember from their first pass, when they came up to pay. I just did not pay attention to them. I greet them as if they have presented for the first time, and sometimes this is obvious. It's a little awkward. But it's just part of the game - not the way I like it to be, but inevitable. I have to simply let it be.
What about the regulars with whom there is no spark – from them or me? We keep interacting in a more formal way, as if we do not know each other. This also seems natural and inevitable. My connections with my regulars are going to run the gamut from friendly to formal.
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