On what would seem like any normal Sat. to the clients enjoying the spa, there is a crazied frenzy behind the scenes. Everything looks & sounds relaxing out front but little does anyone know behind the "employee only" door chaos is building. Between the laundry, the disappearing glasses, (7 lately could it be the dropsies?) & now the hotstone roaster that is mysteriously bent the kitchen is hechtic to say the least. This room should be labeled the catch all because I'd like to say it has everything but the kitchen sink but it even has that!!! This is the room where everyone eats, complains, cries, laughs, learns, fights, & grows together. It is the hub of the spa. Today for some odd reason it was out of control. There was more laundry, more dishes, more laughter & more yelling than normal, which is particularly strange considering everyone was extremely busy & had no time to even eat their lunch. The chaos seemed to escalate all day when it finally erupted with"Where are my fish tacos?"
At the end of a Saturday, which is crazy in itself, taco loving girl rushes wildly through the hall looking for the culprit who threw away her lunch. As she is on the war path for who she assumes did the deed, who usually is the one who is always wrong, she finds out it is the new girl, who has been on an accidental breaking streak since she started, & tries to contain her self so she doesn't make her feel any worse than she already does.
I just smile to myself & know that even in the midst of missing fish tacos there is kindness. This team of women care about each other even more than their lunch. Who could ask for more than that? After all the chaos & frenzy of a bustling Sat. when you question why you ever started this never ending job, it is worth it to know that because of this spa I created, these women are friends. I watch these friendships grow & constantly change as they evolve & that makes it all worth while. So I smile to myself & am glad the fish tacos went missing at least for now...
.GIF)
