bartenders have all kinds of interesting conversations with their customers. sometimes they're hilarious, sometimes they're deeply awkward, sometimes they're way too personal for two strangers, and sometimes they are amazing and stick with you for a long time.
last spring, i waited on this guy from minnesota who was waiting for his daughter to finish a day of auditioning for dance companies. i think his name was brian. i knew i liked him from the moment he ordered a coors, and after listening to me rattle off our list of imported funky draft beers, said "uhhh......just give me whatever is most like coors." his daughter joined us, and she was like a cartoon character: super nice, super sweet, but the most insane valley girl mixed with minnesota accent ever. i loved waiting on them as they were just so nice and funny and chatty, and reminded me of my own dad and me. we talked about new york, and her hopes of joining a dance company or college dance program, and my own dreams and goals of acting.
when they got up to leave, the dad grabbed my hand over the bar, looked me right in the eyes and said:
"olivia, i want to tell you something i tell all four of my kids and i want you to remember it, too:
no one is coming for you. if you want something, go get it. that's it. go get it."
i think about that all. the. time.
thank you, minnesota-dad-who-is-maybe-named-brian. your words stuck with me.
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2 comments:
Wow! That is awesome!
I agree, Jackie! I seriously think about it so often. xo
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