The First Day on the Job
After working as a host for 5 months, my server training is completed and my first shift done. It went ok, didn't do so hot on the first table, but my team members had me covered. I thought they would through me to the wolves, but they didn't. Every once in a while something happens, or someone comes around, that reminds me to continue to chase my dreams.
I didn't think that it would come from work.
My last table of my shift was exactly that. She was from the West coast on a business trip with a little sight seeing while she was here. After chatting for a time, she promised to read my blogs, and she was very enthusiastic about her future trips.
For some time now I have been toying with starting a series to record when I have been revived and re-inspired to continue. The series will be called Base Camp. A nod toward the home away from home. The purpose of a base camp while you are outside is to; provide a safe haven to store unnecessary equipment, provide shelter in nasty weather, and a safe place to return to after a long day, or days, on route. A metaphorical stretch to be sure, but not unreasonably so.
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