I ran marathons, sweated buckets, schmoozed endlessly, drank
with the best of them, and cooked for masses inside that building
for the past 25 years. I've spoken with celebrities, educators,
legislators, deal-makers, money-takers, authors, world leaders,
prize-winners, athletes, a multitude of parents, students, and
pompous assholes, and mixed in with them all, everyday customers
who in reality, kept us going for 91 years. I'm still the dopey,
big, red-headed kid that first walked through the back kitchen
door and started peeling shallots my first day, back in
October 1985. It's hard to believe there's nobody walking
through those doors today.
I wasn't ready to leave
Because you possess such a high degree of gravitas, you understand that it is written that being ready to leave is not, generally, in the order of things. One is expected to be dragged out, kicking and screaming.
ReplyDeleteGood luck my friend. I'm pulling for you.
ReplyDeleteThe feeling of the moment is:
ReplyDelete"Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light."
-Dylan Thomas
But breathe in and out and meditate -
“There is nothing either good or bad,
but thinking makes it so.”
- William Shakespeare, “Hamlet”
Those dudes William and Dylan were very smart.
ReplyDeleteHang in there, my friend. It's natural to feel the way you do after giving so much to that place for so many years. I hope you find a new set of doors, the right doors, to walk through again soon.
Wait. You have to peel shallots? I never knew that. Are they good with anchovies?
Lament the lamentable.
ReplyDeleteFor about ten minutes.
Then, find another onion to peel. Or a nectarine.
I love a nectarine. Half a peach, half a plum - it's a hell of a fruit.
Or find a completely different fruit.
We don't live to be 2000.
Well, there was this one guy........
ReplyDeleteI hope nobody thought I was calling parents and students pompous assholes. After reading that run-on paragraph for the fiftieth time, I realized someone may have misconstrued my original meaning.
Thanks. Looking back to a few of my good fellow bloggers, for chiming in philosophic. It is appreciated to this day, and I will refer to said comments well into the future
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