Work.
It was the Friday of Labor Day weekend, well before the spatulas landed in the fryer.
The sink was broken and someone suggested a solution that would require an extraordinary degree of manual labor, tapping into the Cinderella style of working.
I had had it. I was done. How is this even legal? And on Labor Day weekend, no less!
But somehow, I still had not accomplished what I came here to do, so I stayed on. It's like a meditation. It's Zen work. and it pays the bills. So what's next? I keep learning as much as I can so I can set myself up for something better later on.
Later on. When will that be? There are rumors our jobs will be replaced by robots, and possibly sooner than we think once the new wage laws take effect. Forget about your raise, you're just going to lose your job instead.
This is terrifying.
Maybe this is why I am so adamant about bartending. It will be challenging to replace the skill and art of bartending with robots. Won't it?
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© Dawn Nelson, 2022.
