Tip of the Day

In college I dated a guy who drove cab part time.  I was always  a little envious of the tips he sometimes got–a braid of garlic  once–and the stories he’d hear.

I was so quiet in those days, I never dreamed I’d do work that would stand me in front of strangers, chatting like I knew how, or that I’d earn my own unique tips.  But here I am, 23 years waiting tables, and now not doing it is as remote as a trip to Mars.  There was a time when I didn’t?  A me who was afraid to?

Thinking about all this made me realize one of my favorite parts of the job is the surprise of it, the unexpected turns it has to make just by its nature, the serendipities.

Monday's tip of the day

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4 Responses to “Tip of the Day”

  1. Laura Piwowarski

    Mmmm…. pesto pizza!?

  2. Rachel

    Added Pesto ( with butter, parmensan cheese, garlic) to home -made garlic toast tonight. Yummmm!
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    Rachel, that sounds fantastic.

  3. Rich Anderson

    Ellen, you never know your impact on these strangers. Sometimes none probably, but then a certain comment you make could make an impact on their day, or change their disposition for the day, or even longer. You never know.

    I’m dealing with a group of high school kids, mentoring them on building robots for the FIRST competition. One of the goals of FIRST is to provide role models for our nations youth, and like teachers, probably never really know the full impact on the kids lives. Maybe these are the unknown serendipities.

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    Richard, I think those impacts are some of the serendipities, you’re right.

  4. Pamela Grath

    Ellen, would you expect tips if you had a bookstore? I didn’t expect them but sometimes receive some nice, unexpected gifts. For instance, on Valentine’s Day one customer gave me a gorgeous handmade hotpad that looks like a miniature abstract quilt, and another friend (customer and friend categories overlap, as you know so well) brought me two homemade, iced Valentine cookies.

    I can relate to your transformation from a quiet, shy girl to a friendly, welcoming public person, too. When I realized that everyone coming in my bookstore for the first time was a stranger taking a step into the unknown, I realized I had to make people welcome, and there’s nothing like focusing on other people to bring a shy girl out of her shell.

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    Pamela,
    I know what you mean about lovely unexpected gifts, and the overlapping of customers and friends. And you are so right about focus on others to help a quiet person move about in the world of people.


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