Restaurant Review from Scotland
Ondine in Edinburgh, Scotland https://medium.com/@thiefspoon/ondine-edinburgh-scotland-57cba12f3820
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My mother has a diary of my early days. In it is the story of a time in my life when I used to make imaginary cookies for my dad. One day I approached and offered him something imaginary - as usual he cookie-monster-style gobbled up the air and then smiled at me. I burst in to tears and rushed out of the room.
Dad: "What the hell was that?"
Mom: "You just ate the imaginary friend he was hiding from you until just now."
I reportedly never played with "Bee Bee" again.
Labor Day is about people like him. It's a reminder of the struggle to be treated fairly in return for hard work. Party and celebrate that today - but keep it in mind as you walk around this week. Thank the laborers around you. Appreciate their work. You'd be surprised what it can mean.
As a son I watched as my dad shoveled sidewalks in blizzards, worked in the "black flag" conditions for hours without a break, slept on floors when shifts were too long to make it home, and rushed back to work after numerous injuries.
He lives a life of chronic pain and organ failure now - and it's not hard to directly tie any and all of that back to specific decisions made by managers who cared more about financial than human cost.
As a student I listened to the way supervisors talked about and treated the people who emptied their trash, served their food, and watched their doors. I watched understaffed teams pull backbreaking shifts trying to keep up with the need. I watched privileged students joke about it. I watched people talk about the cost and get excited over the prospect of replacing employees with an Aramark contract.
Second - I learned the horrific personal cost when an employer mistreats laborers. Now that my dad is retired I can say it out loud without fear of retribution against him - @VillanovaU treats it's laborers like dirt. Dad did a good job of hiding exactly how bad it was... as a student it was impossible to ignore.
Dad taught me the Delco work ethic. A combination of professional nerdery, pride, and forgetting about self-care. It's not a trait I recommend other try to exhibit... but it helped me survive the military and is largely responsible for my career as an engineer.
First - my dad gave a shit. He read voraciously, studied his craft, and worked harder than anyone probably should. He truly cared for the campus and it's students and his mark is still all over that campus decades after he put his spade and pruners down.
Nothing made him angry faster than someone being careless in the care of his campus. Nothing gave him more joy than a simple word of appreciation from a student.
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