Here are a couple of things:
For three days, a sparrow was trapped in the bar. The ceilings are 18″ high, with exposed pipes, and so the bird had room to soar and perch. Although the doors are always open when in service, the bird didn’t fly away. This morning, he was very tired. He hasn’t had anything to eat. He was flitting between tables and perching curiously low. I offered him an edge off my bagel. Then I got up and opened the door, and he flew away.
This afternoon, after daytime service, I entered the office in conversation with my boss. What reduced from our conversation is mutual fear and relief: I am no longer employed at the LNYC. I am no longer employed. I gave a week’s notice, but the truth is I don’t know if I should go in tomorrow or not. I may just be done with the whole thing. I am now employed with a paramount task: finding a new job.
What would you rather do, Eddy asked.
“I don’t think I have the technical experience to manage that kind of restaurant, and I’m not going to make any money hosting. Honestly, it won’t break my heart to get out of group sales. I’m sort of burnt out.”
“If you could pick your dream company, who would it be?”
I said “USHG.”