Cool restaurant owner. Thu, Oct 5, 2006.
10/05/2006. Going home from sitting in on a missionary lesson, I stopped at a chain restaurant (not a fast food place) to have an early supper.
I wouldn't have expected a franchise of this store to likely be owned or operated by immigrants, but I figured that I was going to talk to somebody there, since it seemed like a prompting.
It turned out the owner-manager is a delightfully outgoing and chatty grandfatherly type. He has a cool accent, so I just asked "I don't recognize your accent, where are you from?" He's originally from a Middle-Eastern country, but has been in the US a very long time. We chit-chatted a bit, and even as I was sitting and eating, he still initiated casual conversation a few times. His friendly style had turned this franchise store into a cool mom-and-pop.
For some reason I decided, no inspiration -- just my own decision, not to present any church material in his native language at that time. I wanted to come back and make a presentation on another occasion. And I felt comfortable with that decision. This restaurant is near my area of activity, so there was no sense of urgency as if this were the only opportunity.