Recently, I've been very saddened by goings-on among servers at the restaurant where I work. There are certain little tricks servers can do to pocket an extra couple dollars here and there. (No, I won't tell you what they are.) It's shadiness--at best--and downright embezzlement--at worst.
I honestly can't tell if the managers are clueless or if they're looking the other way.
It bothers me that servers who don't care about service more than I do leave with $20-30 more than me every shift.
My integrity is challenged multiple times...
...every day.
Last week, I was having a particularly rough day. The weather was gloomy. Guests were tipping poorly. I decided to walk to Chick-fil-A on my break.
*Angelic singing*
It was, no exaggeration, a spiritual oasis from the heaviness of my day. I gots me some nuggets. Christian music was playing (as always). There was a group of guys from church there, too.
As I was eating, a Chick-fil-A team member was basically life coaching one of the managers. He talked about scheduling a time for *everything*. Exercise, God, friends, personal time... His encouragement for her was actually inspiring me.
It was awesome.
On top of that, I've been encouraged to continue in doing what is right. There is no underestimating the value of doing the right thing when no one is looking. And with the future God has for me at stake, there's no way I can be sowing seeds of theft, manipulation, deceit and underhandedness.
No.
Way.
Quick update on the career since I blogged last: I am officially SAG-eligible now! This is a huge and long-awaited step forward. I've also been able to put together an actor slate and a short reel... for my new agent! Same agency. Better agent. Also, I get to go to the Oscars dress rehearsal this weekend.
So, God is doing stuff. He's moving, I'm sure (even though I only get to see little glimpses of it here and there).
And He's providing. Providing rent, and my happy place: Chick-fil-A.
A mere mortal
From the City of Angels
Livin his dream
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