I work in a restaurant. Most look at this job and say no. Honestly it’s rough on your body and it takes a good memory. But the people make it worth it. Some people you see every single day , sometimes more than once. Some you only see once. Some know your name, birthday , school schedule , work schedule and all of the above. Others don’t even know your name so they simply call you ma’am. This isn’t my dream job by any means and I plan on switching soon. But I know I will miss seeing the steam pour from the coffee pot as I tend to my first customer of the day. I will miss the jokes me and my coworkers make and how we share our hatred for huge huge loud groups (especially when it’s almost closing time). I will miss the warmth of the people who hug me before they leave and carry on with their day. I will miss the sunshine sneaking through the blinds and wishing I were outside feeling it. I will miss the rush of the kitchen and the urge to get a million things done in two minutes just to keep those tables happy. I will miss seeing the little girl who is convinced I’m a princess in disguise. There are lots of things that I know one day my heart will ache for. I’ll look back and know that this wasn’t what I wanted to do but I did love the feeling. It’s not perfect and it’s hard work really , but this is an experience I wouldn’t trade for anything else. This job teaches you quite a bit about respect and integrity. Because even if no one sees you do a bunch of stuff that you don’t HAVE to do , you do it anyways. You do those things to help out the coworker who did it for you one night and you never got to thank them. You learn how to treat the ones who are doing things for you with respect. Amongst everything I’ve loved about having this job , I have to say I’m walking out a different woman than before. I will never forget the lessons and things I have learned by working here. So thank you , for being a little warm restaurant that taught me so much.

Author: Cassie Campbell

Honestly? I love poetry, good books, and writing. I may not seem interesting (and maybe to you I'm not) but hey my words are naked and they are how I express.

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