Jonsi
Well-Known Member
- Relationship to Diabetes
- Type 2
I was at a Garden Centre and it had gone past meal time. I was agitated and starting to get sweaty, irritable and grumpy (not a lot different from normal some might say!) We went to the café and I joined a queue for soup while Mrs Jonsi had found a sandwich, put it on my tray and gone off to find a table. The guy serving the soup was dithering, then he spilled a bowl of soup as he was serving, then he announced to the queue that the soup had run out! As I was now in a state of only being capable of uttering "Soup please" and not a lot else and quite annoyed that the bowl of soup that would have been mine had been spilled, I was also quite confused when he threw me a curveball by asking me what I wanted. Fortunately for me the Supervisor was walking past at the time. He heard me struggling to mumble some gibberish and intervened. He said "are you OK Sir?" I shook my head. He said "do you need something to eat?" I nodded. He then said "do you have diabetes?" to which I nodded again. He said "I'll take you to a seat and get you something". He led me to a table where a woman was waving - fortunately for me, the waving woman was Mrs Jonsi. He said to her "I think this gentleman is yours, I'll be back in a jiffy" . He returned to the table promptly with a glass of fruit juice, a freshly made ham sandwich. After eating and sitting there for a short while, I felt OK enough to go and pay for my food (including my wife's sandwich). The Supervisor was having none of it and wouldn't accept anything. He said that his wife had diabetes and he'd recognised that my behaviour was the same as hers when she was getting low. That was Customer Service!
