Food. Life. Laughs. Ramblings. Of A Tongue-in-Cheek Mom
The receptionist and the food seller
June 12, 2018
And so when Wesak Day (the Buddha’s birthday) rolled around, I signed up to be a volunteer. I mean, why not? It sounded like the perfect excuse to get out of the house, meet new people and do some good. I was all gungho and excited and signed up for not one but two ‘jobs’. I had no idea if I was being over-enthusiastic but decided that I’d go with Nike and “just do it”!
For two days, I played receptionist at an art exhibition that was being held in conjunction with Wesak Day. Never having been a receptionist before, it was good fun pretending to be one (lol) welcoming visitors, having them sign in the visitors’ log and handing out guide books, all while baring my teeth flashing a toothy smile!!
On Wesak Day itself, I took on my other job, one that involved, you guessed it – food, lots of food, so much food – only this time, I got to be on the other side of the counter. I started my food selling stint with a partner who pretty soon was called to help out at another counter. A manpower womanpower shortage apparently!
So off she went and I was left manning the entire counter all by my lonesome. At this point, I should mention that my only other bit of volunteering experience was at a food pantry in California handing out bags of groceries to the underprivileged. Which doesn’t really count for relevant experience, if you ask me, but I guess it’s close enough.
So there, I found myself fearlessly going the whole 9 yards from promoting and bagging to collecting payment and replenishing stock, all while baring my teeth flashing a toothy smile!!
Yup, I sure did a lot of smiling. I mean, heck, it was such a lot of fun who could resist smiling to themselves? Not me. And you know what else, half the fun and amusement was seeing this whole new side of myself that I’ve not seen before lol.
To sum up this whole experience in a hashtag: stuff you never got to do when you were running mom’s taxi. So worth it!