Semi-Daily Scribbles

I used to work food service. Waitron, prep cook, deli counter bagel flayer, and espresso jerk. Sometimes I’d work a double. Sometimes I’d be the only one working the front of the house. Hectic dinner rush and forget about making weekend plans. A tough job it is, serving food. But I liked the pace and cast of characters. Writers, and actors, and musicians. Oh my! I know first hand how cranky hungry people can get. The lessons I learned in patience and humility while slinging hash and counting cash have served me well, indeed.