Over the last 15 years I have spent in the service industry, I have had to change my approach. 15 years ago, I was a gangly 6-foot tall 125-pound server with a voice somewhere in the Justin Bieber range. I looked only slightly older than him. A head of grey hair has made me change my demeanor a bit. Nowadays I can pull off the professional waiter role as well as most anyone. The only thing I haven’t learned to control is the shade of red I turn when blushing at awkward situations.
In the past I have written about moments I have made awkward. There are still the “foot in mouth” moments that cause me to be extremely embarrassed. I have not learned to control the physiological response of turning red enough that if I was a lobster, someone would pull me out of the pot. The thing that was left out of the previous post was the fact that I do not cause most of these situations. While I do create awkward situations from time to time, most of the time the blame falls firmly on the guests.
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