She Didn’t Mean To

The sweet waitress didn’t mean to drop the large tray of food.

In one chapter of my life, I was the “house pianist” at a well-known
hotel in Boston. For 12 years, I played popular tunes and original music
in their restaurant. One fateful evening, a very sweet waitress named,
Irene—who should have retired years earlier—dropped a large tray of
food. The entire restaurant came to an awkward, silent halt after all
the noise settled. I immediately began playing this upbeat piece. Made
it up on the spot, I did, as a distraction to calm the clientele. The
melody sang our empathic thoughts, “she didn’t mean to.”