When Nice Things Happen to Nice People...
Something happened tonight that makes it all worthwhile.
I stopped by the coffeehouse where Stephanie pulls her first Friday night shift tonight. Or at least, *did* pull it. She came in late, and immediately dived into a confab with Tony. Seems there's some sort of interview she has tomorrow for a job....
When she brought my coffee, I worked in a question about overhearing something about an interview, and if Tony was going to lose his best waitress. Steph launched into a ten-minute ramble about one helluva job offer. Government secretarial position, must be through the Job Service with a Saturday interview. Ten bucks an hour, full benefits for her and the kids. It was like someone had given her her life back; she walked away like she was on a cloud.
Left her a five for the coffee - gods, it feels nice to give her a tip, even if she's about to find herself a lot better off. And in all honesty, I think I was walking on a cloud when I left there, too.
I know that there's no connection between the gift of the venison and the job offer. But at the same time, I kind of wonder if maybe the gods were waiting for her to realize that she can catch a break, and that it gave her the confidence to believe, to hope that something would work for her for a change.
Now I just have to hope I'm not still grinning like a godsdamned halloween pumpkin when 'Gini comes back tomorrow night.
I stopped by the coffeehouse where Stephanie pulls her first Friday night shift tonight. Or at least, *did* pull it. She came in late, and immediately dived into a confab with Tony. Seems there's some sort of interview she has tomorrow for a job....
When she brought my coffee, I worked in a question about overhearing something about an interview, and if Tony was going to lose his best waitress. Steph launched into a ten-minute ramble about one helluva job offer. Government secretarial position, must be through the Job Service with a Saturday interview. Ten bucks an hour, full benefits for her and the kids. It was like someone had given her her life back; she walked away like she was on a cloud.
Left her a five for the coffee - gods, it feels nice to give her a tip, even if she's about to find herself a lot better off. And in all honesty, I think I was walking on a cloud when I left there, too.
I know that there's no connection between the gift of the venison and the job offer. But at the same time, I kind of wonder if maybe the gods were waiting for her to realize that she can catch a break, and that it gave her the confidence to believe, to hope that something would work for her for a change.
Now I just have to hope I'm not still grinning like a godsdamned halloween pumpkin when 'Gini comes back tomorrow night.