Roll Up the Rim to Lose
Tim Hortons should be displayed on the Coat of Arms of Canada. It was founded in Ontario, created by a hockey player, it’s signature colour is red, and Roll up the Rim is a Canadian pastime.
Tim Horton’s is known for it’s infamous “pay it forward” (and kilometre long drive thrus).
Paying it forward is a heart warming gesture when you are the one receiving the free coffee. It is not so gratifying when you pay it forward to the next person in the drive thru who ordered a box of coffee, 42 assorted donuts and Sidney Crosby.
The probability of this occurring has never discouraged me from making weekly visits to Timmie’s. Brewed coffee simply tastes better when you don’t brew it yourself. I am convinced they alter the ground coffee in the stores to guarantee returning customers.
The drive thru employee at Tim’s greets me by name and I feel zero shame, but I did feel shame when I threw away a Tim Horton’s donut today…
In Comic-conflict, I misunderstood dates. Today, I misunderstood words.
Last week following our Memorial Service, a family member treated the residents to donuts. So naturally, that is when I appeared.
A resident caught my attention by waving her arms above her head. (This from the resident who claims she cannot partake in some programs due to minimal range of motion).
She doesn’t speak English, so I used my best charade skills to ask what I could do for her. She handed me her empty coffee cup and a quarter of a donut. By acting out, are you finished, I determined she was and discarded the food. It seems I am not an Oscar winner after all…
When I returned to the room, she began to shout and threw her hands up in the air like she really did care.
Another English speaking Therapy Aide approached us and tried to assist. Despite our efforts and obvious charades loss, the resident was still not content.
Another resident sitting beside me, leaned in and asked, “did you throw away her donut?”
That obvious, huh?
To beg (or bribe) for forgiveness I brought over a fresh donut. She forcefully pushed it away.
I was determined. I flashed a smile and gently placed the donut on the seat of her four wheeled walker. Without hesitation she handed it back to me.
Time passed as slowly as people in the Tim Horton’s drive thru without Tap & Go before the resident returned to her desired floor…donut-less.
