Reserved

Don't you love when the universe conspires to make you feel special? I mean, I assume this was reserved to mean "don't sit there" not "Lucia, you are too reserved. You need to come out of your shell a little." This was a definitely sign to me... (pun intended)...Take some care of yourself. Very ralrely are signs from the universe so literal. (I have had two literal ones in as many months! I guess the forces out there know I can be pretty dense.) I found this on my taxi seat on the way to the airport last week. I decided to keep it and use it, not sparingly, in my daily life. I can just see myself throwing that puppy down on the subway bench. Or the DMV. Or at Central Park. What about a really good table at a fun club? I think we're onto something here. Just carry your own "reserved" card and make life easier. And more fun! Remember to use classy font (how much do you love the word classy - you know, no one who actually is really uses the word) and thick card stop. And you're off! Reserved.