It is done. Finished. My life as a part time server at the Oregon Electric Station is done.
Finished strong and held it mostly together. I walked into to look at our dry erase board one more time for soup special and someone wrote 86 rules. Fitting- I suppose everyone could have been wreck less and done whatever because who was going to fire us? Of course everyone did what we did everyday.
It helped that most everyone was working tonight so we could be ready and then say our proper good byes.
It helped to have guests the last night that were regulars. Sentimental, wanting to share their thoughts and memories. There are so many for every person who walked through the doors.
The seating board used to show which tables were taken. I have written on that board with wax pencil so many times. Busy crazy nights-when it looked like a black and red smudge. >
So as I was picking up my last guest check some tears rolled down my face.
I will have some time on my hands now. Start getting ready for my fly fishing trips.
GLASS OVERFLOWING WITH BLESSINGS. ;