i'm not joking.
i was down on my luck.
i hadn't taken off the way i expected to after college.
i was working a job outside my interest
not interacting with people on a day-to-day basis
and all my friends had moved away.
the job i was working wasn't paying me enough to pay my bills
they told me i would
i'd been working with them for four years.
i was having spectacular auditions
but not roles
and wasn't getting enough ahead to work for my FUTURE.
and then i started waiting tables,
and everything changed.
i'm working harder.
i'm working happier, and i'm working longer.
i chose a restaurant and a business i believe in.
this is the thing about life--you don't always get to make the choices you want to.
but, in its simplest form, choosing to work at a restaurant is not a big deal.
so-- choosing the place you want to be is possible.
you're there every day because you want to be there.
there are plenty of other jobs akin to serving; you chose this one because you wanted it.
being a server is an active vocation.
your job, every day, is to enjoy your time.
if you enjoy your time, your guests, will enjoy their time.
every day the give and take is PRESENT.
you talk, connect, and play with your customers
and in turn,
you are talked too, connected with, played with, as well.
you make tips.
before a shift
you need to put a tank of gas in your car
and after a shift
after six to eight hours of very hard work
the reward is immediate
of all that you have just done.
leaving a restaurant after six hours with 120 bucks is an incredible feeling.
hell, i could leave with 60 and be happy.
that is how incredible the payback is.
it's the people and the experience that keep this job satisfying.
the product is superb
the people are excited to be there
and i, in turn, am as well.
when life hands you lemons,
go wait tables.
you'll practice active living
practice making positive choices
be reminded that good rewards come from hard work
and feel satisfied day to day that you've contributed to goal you believe in.