No Struggle, No Progress
I remember going to Subway restaurant and waiting in line with everyone else. I waited, to me, a lot longer than everyone else did. The line was moving at a great speed, and others were receiving their food quickly; but for some reason, it seemed as if the employee was looking over me. I began to get frustrated and wondered if the person was purposely making me wait. I mean, was I not as important as everyone else? Did she not see me? Was I in the right place? Did she forget about me? All sorts of questions filled my head. Suddenly, I was apologized to, thanked, and asked by the employee what...
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