When you served us, you were not aware of the day we'd had. You were busy, yet when my son whispered "Cool tattoos", you replied and chatted with him. When we went to sit down, he asked me to take a photo of your tattoos so he could remember "what a cool day we had". I told him we would have to ask permission first. He said he didn't want the picture anymore because you would say no. I asked why he thought that and he replied "That's what people are like"
Unbeknown to you, I approached you with my son watching keenly. He wasn't just watching me take the picture, his opinion of "what people are like" was being transformed.
As you posed and lifted your sleeve so I could take more pictures a shy smile spread across his face.
When I got back to the table, he looked through the pictures and said "She's the coolest lady ever". I tried to correct him "Is she cooler than me?" He replied "Yup. A lot cooler".
And so cool lady whilst you've taken the title for the coolest lady from me, you've gained my undying appreciation and respect, because whilst I doubt you were doing anything other than being the fabulous person that you are, my son was watching. Thank you.