States of Mind

So I’ve been working some. Not a lot - other parts of life getting in the way. One thing I’ve found out, the less hours I wait tables, the harder it is to drag my ass in. I think about all the other wonderful things I could be doing, about how I don’t want to deal with assholes, about how I wanted to be waited on for a change.

And yet, once I get there, once I have overridden the initial inertia, I’m glad to be there. I enjoy my coworkers, enjoy doing something relatively mindless, enjoy, of course, the money.

How to explain the paradox? I don’t know. I think it goes beyond just having to get moving and go work. I think it might have to do with a frame of mind shift. If I’m working a lot, I’m in a server state of mind, so to speak. But if I’m working few hours, I’m spending most of my time in a customer state of mind.

And who wants to switch out of that?