Shop's Log. Halifax NS. September 23rd, Saturday, 14:23. Weather: Cloudy, almost foggy, 19℃.
Damn, I feel so inadequate and ill-equipped! A customer walked in and bought some chocolate truffles. With a sort of faraway look, she sighed, "I need these. I'm having a bad day..." I kept quiet. Maybe I should have asked what's wrong...but I didn't. Maybe I was afraid I wouldn't know how to react to what she might say next. Last time I had been in a similar situation, somebody had told me point-blank, "My wife has cancer." ...and I hadn't known what else to say next except a lame I'm-so-sorry-to-hear-that. So this time I kept quiet....and that was that. I tell myself maybe she didn't want to talk about it anyway... But maybe she did. Bartenders probably get into this kind of situations a lot. Should I go on an educational trip and get a drink tonight?
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