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I'm reminiscing here a bit, looking back during the autumn of my career as a waiter, training my replacement, etc. Here's a thought I shared with her:
When I'm waiting tables, I have complete control over the room. There sit customers whose evenings are in my hands. How much they enjoy their dinner, their whole experience, rests with me. Whether it's a smooth, perfect run through the various courses -- whether their order is right, whether I have insight on their options, suggestions for wine, whether I know a thing or two about town -- it all is up to me.
And I take pride, actually become happy when things go well. I enjoy the hour of pleasure and comfort I can provide. I like sharing my enthusiasm for the work my chef does, how much of a treat it is he shares his gift with those who come in.
I guess where I'm going with this is the following: no matter how seemingly trivial your job, how little you make, you have an opportunity to become proprietary, and take pride in it. Find some comfort in the simple pleasure of doing something well.
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