It was my first day. I was walking into a job I knew nothing about, in a place I had never been, to equipment I had never seen, and as I stood at the back door to the kitchen, at least someone had left the door open. I was going to be able to walk right in instead of standing there knocking like a newbie.
I saw the ovens, the coolers, the walk-in freezer. A row of lockers. A bunch of stuff I didn't recognize. I heard all the noise, the banging pans, the shuffling of boxes.
I could turn around right now and walk out and nobody would even know it, I thought to myself, overwhelmed. I could quit before I even started. I could leave and say I got lost or something and maybe try again later or tomorrow, if I wanted to. If I didn't want to, I could just make a clean break. No harm, no foul.
Then, a woman popped around the corner and with great excitement shouted, "Oh! You must be the new one!"
What a welcome.
"The new one."
Her name was April. She was in charge of the salad bar. She would become one of my best friends.
And she's the only reason I didn't walk out. I mean, how could I, now that I'd been spotted?
That job was one of the most fun seasons of my life. It sounds dumb for someone who had just graduated with her Master's degree, but I really enjoyed my season in food service. It suited me. It stretched me. It exposed me to things I had never known before. It gave me new skills. It created new opportunities. It completely changed the experience that I had during the pandemic, when I suddenly became "essential." That job was such a blessing to me in a season when it seemed so strange that it would be.
It was my doorway to my next thing, and the one after that, and suddenly, somehow, the place I am now. Really. Being in the schools put me into the classroom, which introduced me to a later new friend, who introduced me to her mother, who opened the doors for me in health care, where I am now thriving (and where I always wanted to be anyway).
All of that was made possible by April, who spotted me in a vulnerable moment and greeted me with joy and ushered me into a place that seemed so overwhelming at first but quickly became a place I absolutely loved.
It reminds me to notice persons. To step out and say something. To greet them and bring them in. To help them take that first step in a moment when they're thinking to themselves how easy it would be to just turn around and walk away.
I can be really introverted. I can be really shy. I can be really insecure. But I think often of that first day, my first day, and the way that April came running to me with such excitement and how much that one moment changed for me. How much it made possible. How good it all turned out - in that season and the next one and the next one. And I think that maybe I ought to get over myself a little bit and step out and just say hi.
Oh! You must be the new one.
Come on in; let me show you around. I, for one, am glad you're here.