At this time was the day I had been wanting ahead to for thus very lengthy: I went again to work on the restaurant! It by no means occurred to me that I might miss my apron as a lot as I did, however these have been attempting occasions which have modified my perspective on a number of issues. Strolling the three blocks from my house to the restaurant didn’t really feel prefer it used to. There was no dread or hesitancy, simply pleasure in understanding I might see all my regulars once more like Ann and Jerry and Mildred and John. The bartender and I truly hugged after we noticed one another and we breezed thought the opening sidework prefer it was nothing. I wiped down the tables and made certain they had been all completely aligned with one another so when clients got here in, the whole lot appeared neat and orderly. The candles on the middle of every desk even appeared to shine brighter than I remembered. The silverware and glasses, polished. The menus, wiped down. The sugar caddies, full.
My boss let me create a playlist for opening and at 5:00 I turned it on. The primary track was that Hawaiian/ukulele model of “Someplace Over the Rainbow” adopted by “One other Day of Solar” from the film Lala Land and after that was “Blissful” by Pharrell after which “Right here Comes the Solar” by the Beatles. I don’t even just like the Beatles, however that track appeared too acceptable. Each single track for the following 5 hours was constructive and jubilant and it made me keep in mind how highly effective music may be.
All of our regulars got here out tonight. It had been weeks since I had seen or heard from Kevin and there was a lot reduction when he confirmed up and took his common seat on the finish of the bar. Kevin is an older man who has well being points, so he had been in my ideas lots these days at any time when the information would tally up the newest variety of folks misplaced to the virus. None of us had Kevin’s cellphone to verify in on him and it was simple to suppose the worst, however there he was ingesting his chardonnay and ordering salmon with an arugula salad as if nothing had ever modified. It was the busiest Thursday night time our restaurant has seen since Valentine’s day fell on a Thursday a few years in the past. Each single buyer was pleased and grateful and each tip that was handed to me got here with a heat smile and gratitude; they had been so pleased to exit to a restaurant once more and be social, surrounded with folks. What I don’t suppose they understood is that I felt the very same manner.
I timed the playlist out completely and at 10:00 closing time, ok.d. lang’s model of “Hallelujah” started to play. I took a second to survey the restaurant and admire my job. I’m not ashamed to confess that my eyes welled up only a teensy bit. By now, there have been solely two tables left and I don’t suppose both of them observed that the following track was “So Lengthy, Farewell” from The Sound of Music adopted by “Leaving on a Jet Aircraft” which was then adopted by NSYNC belting out “Bye, Bye,Bye.” Sure, it was time for them to go, however I didn’t even care that they had been nonetheless sitting there speaking and laughing. That they had each paid their checks, so I did my sidework and allow them to be, filling up their waters as wanted. By 10:25, all of my clients had been making their manner out of the restaurant. I cleared the tables, filled with bliss and satisfaction. “Don’t You Neglect About Me” started to play over the audio system and I knew I by no means wished to neglect this night time when the world lastly appeared regular once more.