Greed (A Follow Up): The Universe Answered

I knew it. 

Just as I predicted (as mentioned in my recent post ‘Greed’),  after financial tragedy came financial reward... and it only took a week and a half (I’m assuming the universe doesn’t work this fast all the time).  

After my unfortunate robbery at work, I was blessed with two large parties on the same day (during one of the slowest weeks of the year).  To put this in perspective, I made more money on this one shift than each of my fellow servers probably made the entire week.  Not that it’s that much, but for this time of year, it’s very unlikely; therefore, significant.

A rouge storm, bitter cold with sporadic downpours and unruly wind, blasted through San Diego on this fateful day.  Okay, from a San Diegan’s perspective, it was bitter cold.  We don’t see much of this type of weather here.  Whenever it’s wet outside, most restaurants in San Diego can almost guarantee their business will be cut in half.  San Diegans hide out in their homes (as turtles hide in their shells) afraid to venture out into the rain soaked streets.  It’s a known fact.

So when this chillingly cold and rain filled day was upon me, I felt like there wasn’t a chance in stormy hell I was getting any business, making the following story that much more remarkable.

There were three servers on the floor.  It was dead.  The San Diegans were definitely hiding in their shells.  By the second hour of lunch service, we were down to just myself.  The lone server on a lonely day.  Or so I thought.  With fifteen minutes of lunch service left, a party of seven walked in.  It was a family reunion of sorts.  Two cousins hadn’t seen each other in fifteen years.  Sounds like they’re going to be here for a while.  Of course they didn’t come in until the end of my day.  But under these financially desperate times (and especially after just being robbed at work), I honestly didn’t care.  Bring it on.  I would have stayed ‘till midnight if it meant making more money.

About half way through their meal, a new party of ten showed up.  It was a Naval officer’s retirement party.  The family and the officer had just come from a ceremony on the US Midway (which was supposed to be held on the top deck, but because of the storm was held below).  He was slightly emotional.  It was very sweet.  I knew this wasn’t going to be a quick one either. 

And I couldn’t have cared less.

Beyond thrilled to have guests, and nice ones at that, I embraced this blessing.  I smiled with content, didn’t rush them at all and treated them like royalty. 

And it paid off.  By the end of the day, I took home more than what was stolen from me a week and a half ago.  It all came back to me and then some. 

I owe a big thanks to humanity (and the universe) for playing that necessary role to help me get back what I deserved.

They say patience is a virtue and I couldn’t agree more.  ~ HK ~