Back in Melbourne, back at work. I normally have a decent sense of direction but for some reason, I get all turned around on the roads down here. I just can’t seem to catch my bearing. Only a few more days and then I’ve got a week off. Repeat the Monday – Thursday routine for a few weeks and hope for the best. I can’t seem to find a hotel I’m happy at. The Holiday Inn on Cocoa Beach was nice but it was a 30 mile drive into work. This time I’m at the Hilton Rialto, only a few blocks from the Harris campus (work) but it’s not too impressive. No internet access, the sink backs up and they want $10 for a lame breakfast buffet.
Something bad happened this morning. I was having breakfast this morning and I was just finishing up and I heard that “thump” sound. I knew what it was before I turned around. One of the older waitresses took a wrong step and smacked her forehead on the tile floor. We all stood up to help but her co-workers already had her and had the paramedics on the phone. I kind of stood there wishing I could do something helpful but I would only be in the way, the hotel was all over it. The manager came over and knelt down to talk to her, asking if she could hear him and all. The first thing out of her mouth was, “I’m sorry” and you could hear her trying not to cry.
Well, she may not have cried but I almost did. All I could see was my Mom. The very same type of person. Trips and falls and then apologizes for slowing down the work pace. I could see a HUGE knot above her eye only 30 seconds after the fall and she’s apologizing for denting the floor. These people work too hard. I miss my mommy.
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