Everything’s nicer when we ‘do unto others’

Idon’t remember the server’s name. It’s been more than 20 years ago. If I ever did know her name, it’s now lost in my memory, sitting alongside the keys I can’t find, even though I had them just a few minutes ago. I think. So let’s call her Bev. Bev was working her shift at Applebee’s in Paris, Texas. I was eating lunch there with a friend. I can’t tell you what year this was, I don’t remember…