Here’s a little story about what I mean by Shaman. This stuff is not bullshit. But we will see where it ends up.
I was driving around the city the other day, doing what I have been doing lately, which is looking for my next place to bartend. I was dropping resumes here and there. So far I’ve had some good interviews, by the way, but nothing has come out of it. People smile, they seem to like what I have to say, but like I said, in this industry you never know what they have a vision of in their head as far as what they want as a bartender.
It’s like me with girls or porn or whatever. I never really know what I like until it’s right in front of my face. Everyone is different so I can’t blame the people who haven’t hired me yet for being dumb for not picking me (even if they are 😉 . But let’s get to the point. Inside I know I will find a place to bartend.
I was driving around and I pulled down this side street that had a dead end. There was a big Sheraton Hotel to my right, with all these super high end cabs sitting around, just waiting. What I mean by super high end, is that they are the Executive cars. They are plain black, with drivers who dress in suits. They are the cars that the executives take around the city instead of the normal cabs like you and I have to take (unless you are one of them – you rich bastard. Send me some money!).
So I was looking for a place to turn around and sort of considering going in, but not really. Places like this always want you to apply online, and it really wasn’t happening in the way I wanted it to. So I turned around and was getting ready to drive off. Then, suddenly, to my right, sitting on the wall very near my car, was a lone Raven. I like to call them Crows. I know there is a difference but these ones I always pay attention to look a a lot like this:
Crows aren’t like other birds. They may be a little braver. They don’t shift and take off when you notice them, they kind of just look back at you and you get the feeling they are studying you as much as you are studying them. I think my window was down already a little but I rolled it down a little more and asked the crow, “What’s up?”
After a couple of seconds, and as if in response, he flew up, and over my car, and on to the top of the Sheraton. I followed him with my eyes, watching. I think I said out loud, “Really?” Then a couple seconds later the crow flew down, around the corner of the hotel appearing to me as if he was saying, “go inside.”
So I parked my car in front of one of the Metro Cars and went inside. This was a BIG hotel and seemed, at least where I walked in, very empty. There was one lady in the lobby standing there and as I walked by she smiled meekly and yet politely. I continued on to enter into a large lobbyish area of the hotel with a closed nightclub looking bar to my left, and as I looked over to the right there was a bar off in the distance with a few patrons sitting around it. Off on the side closest to me were three ladies who were discussing something, dress appropriately as staff. I walked over and started talking.
I was talking shop with them and feeling out if the hotel was maybe ever busy, worth working at and whether or not they were hiring. Here’s the funny thing. For some reason, one of the ladies asked me, “So what brings you in here?” or some question similar to that.
“If I told you, you would think I’m crazy,” I replied.
One of the ladies insisted with a smile, “I already think you’re a complete psycho to tell you the truth.”
So I said a resigned, “Ok…” and related to them exactly what the reason was. One of the poor gals, a nice looking black lady, stiffened a little and said, “oh my… I think it’s time for me to get back to work.” and quickly disappeared. The other two ladies were delighted with my story. One started immediately to tell me the scoop of places she heard that were hiring. “Why don’t you try Aqua,” she said, “it’s that building right over there.” She went on to describe it and it hit me. Two days before, for no reason at all, I had taken several pictures of that building.
Does it stop there?
I may be a Shaman, dammit, but I’m pretty sure we all can do this stuff if we pay attention. Deepak Chopra insists there is not such thing as coincidence.
So of course I went there with one of my schmancy resumes in hand to find someone to take it to. Unfortunately there was no one present. No one was there. I went in, and since this is a big hotel that is not open yet, I entered into a door where there was a door-woman. (This is confusing to me. I’ve never heard of door-woman. There is Doorman, but not so much Door-woman so It just sounds weird for me to say it.) This was the door right next to where I walked into this area where there was this big restaurant being built that looked pretty cool. (Funny thing, the security guy who was there later just so happened to be gone when I went in there the first time, so I was able to walk in a little and take a look.. Later I went back just to test and asked him if he minded if I took a look around, and he said, “Nope. That’s why I’m here. They don’t want anyone looking around.” Little does he know that’s why he was “gone” when I wanted to look 🙂 ) I talked to the door woman and asked her where I could go to drop off my resume. She told me she could take it but that I should go online and fill out the application because it had to go through the hotel, and that they would call people to set up interviews.
I did that last night.
I was taking a shower today, and the phone rang. I picked up. (If you ever have dated me or hired me or even rented an apartment from me, just know, you have probably had at least one or more discussions with me while I was completely naked and in the shower.) Guess who?
It was human resources from the Hotel they are opening at Aqua. And they wanted to do a phone interview with me. The first question for the interview was, “So what made you decide to apply with us here at the Raddison Bleu?”
“Do you want me to be completely honest or do you want me to candy coat my answer and make it sound normal?” was my response.
“Of course I want you to be honest with me,” was her response.
“Ok…” I said again with a slight reservation to my voice, “But you’re going to think I’m crazy…”
And so the interview on the phone went well and I have an in person scheduled for this Friday…
- The Gift (librachronicles.wordpress.com)
- Mackie opened Brooklyn bar so he could perfect his cocktail skills (hollywood.com)
– This is the book on Earth Medicine I refer to in this post. Click to see.