The review appeared today. Over the weekend, I had planned on staying up extra late to see when it was posted, but it turns out I plum forgot until just now.
A positive review, for the most part. We needed it. We've been putting a lot of stock in it the last few days. In fact, even the usual stoic Zack, in a remark of uncharacteristic optimism, said, "You know, if this review turns out good, we might actually be pretty busy this summer." Heh, who knows? I don't really think a review makes people come.
The sentence I most want to highlight from the linked review (which compromises my anonymity, so I might not keep it on very long. Like my students, I don't really tell my blogreaders where I wait tables) are the following: The service is better now then I remember, when it was relaxed to the point of catatonia. Our waiter obligingly kept our meal at a leisurely pace, and smoothly helped us arrange what could have been a complicated meal.
Yup, that's me. Maybe if the politics of teaching drives me from my school, I could wait t ables full time. Yeah, right. Talk about stress; my hat is off to anyone who can make it work for them full time. One day you make $120, the next day you make $17 (at least where I am). Never could do it. Student loans and a car loan force me to keep that second job, but I could never do it more than I do now.
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