In My Own Mind

Man… I feel like I’m becoming finer. How could I not with all of this leg work I am doing? I’m trying to stay up but after four or five hours of walking around and around in high speeds, man…my legs get tired.

And imagine on a day like today where people were lined up outside BEFORE we even opened. Once the line poured into the double doors, IT DID NOT END until fiften minutes after closing time. The line spilled outside onto the front entranceway, down the side, around the corner and all the way down to the end of the building.

We have to turn people away at the end of the day. And plenty of times we just sit and wait for people to leave because it’s such a comfortable place to be that you want to stay and hang around. I imagine that most of these people know each other and that would make it even warmer.

It’s a cool little Black owned spot. But it’s wild how Blacks are not the majority of customers I can say. I really believe it’s evenly mixed. Blacks, whites, asians. The one common theme I see in each customer is: THEY BE HUNGRY!

The food is ridiculous! When I bring plates to tables, it’s not unheard of to hear a gasp of surprise and see them bite their lips in anticipation. That food is GREAT! Everything I’ve had so far was good, well almost. But I’m still eager to try everything. Mmmm…It’s like heaven over there with all of that good food. Eat it up at job. Work it off at the job.

I love presenting superior customer service. I just like to serve people period. I’m going to be the best damn food runner ~cough~ bathroom cleaner ~ they ever saw!

How can I help? A curtsy doesn’t hurt. Sometimes I feel like the restaurant is my stage. And I make sure that I shine with every step I take. And I give a great performance (in my own mind)

(in my own mind)

I’m THE SHIT in my own mind
I’m THE BOMB in my own mind
I got BREAD in my own mind
I got STYLE in my own mind
I gotta NICE ASS in my own mind
I’m gonna go FAR in my own mind
I’m a SUPERSTAR in my own mind
I am going to do and be everything I ever imagined that I would experience in life. I will be healthy, happy and my sons will grow up to be honorable men. My dream is not a dream, it is unrealized reality. I have to position myself to walk into that reality. I will practice everyday. I will act as though I am one smile away, one word away, one article away, one handshake away.

I’m almost there.

I ain’t scared.

Well..not much.