Hospitality People are the best people on the planet. The kind of people that work when everyone else is at play. Theysee the world through a different lens. Between the worst, most selfish and self absorbed people. To the most magnanimous and humble people.
A world apart. I love working in the industry. From cooks to bartenders. Servers to baristas. Barbacks to dishwashers. It's a common bond of camraderie that no one else ever has a chance to understand. You go to other restaurants and bars after hours because you know the people there.
You know you will get the best service when you go out on a Sunday-Wednesday night, because the "normal people" aren't out. You get to try new and exciting things, and talk about those things with people who love the same things you do.
I honestly don't know what I would do if I didn't work in this industry. And the people I know who have gotten out of it, I look at them and wonder why? Why would you leave this life?
Yes, the hours suck, and the pay isn't great. But you get to know the heart and soul of whatever city you live in, and get to be a part of it. To shape and mold a new cultural understanding. And if you are really, REALLY lucky, you get to shape it.
To the servants. The cooks. The tattooed and the maladjusted.
I love you. Keep on keepin' on, and just do you.
I know I will.
A world apart. I love working in the industry. From cooks to bartenders. Servers to baristas. Barbacks to dishwashers. It's a common bond of camraderie that no one else ever has a chance to understand. You go to other restaurants and bars after hours because you know the people there.
You know you will get the best service when you go out on a Sunday-Wednesday night, because the "normal people" aren't out. You get to try new and exciting things, and talk about those things with people who love the same things you do.
I honestly don't know what I would do if I didn't work in this industry. And the people I know who have gotten out of it, I look at them and wonder why? Why would you leave this life?
Yes, the hours suck, and the pay isn't great. But you get to know the heart and soul of whatever city you live in, and get to be a part of it. To shape and mold a new cultural understanding. And if you are really, REALLY lucky, you get to shape it.
To the servants. The cooks. The tattooed and the maladjusted.
I love you. Keep on keepin' on, and just do you.
I know I will.