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A return, again, to Court Square Tavern

Back in the day... 
In just under three hours, I'll clock in to the place I've worked at on and off for over nine years now. I'll go back into this little dungeon and I'll insert a card into a mechanism that will punch the time I arrived so I'll get paid. Instead of having a Friday night off to relax, I'll be serving people drinks and food and hopefully I'll make them happy in the process.

It has been over a year and a half since I left, and I don't think it's going to be an easy transition. I'm only going back at this time because there is only one employee who regularly works there, and he wants a week off. So I will be filling in for him, but training with him tonight to see what might have changed. I'm going in with a positive attitude, a willingness to help, and hopefully to restore Court Square Tavern's role in greater Charlottesville society.

Over the years, I've spent so many interesting nights there, and I want to be up there fomenting debate once more. And, hopefully I'll get paid for it, because I need to make more money for my children. They're getting older. 

When I told them I was going back, they cheered! They know how important the place is to me, even if my previous efforts to gussy up the place were stymied.

What will happen this time? I don't know. I won't be back there as much, but I'll occasionally be behind the bar. And I feel like a new era is just getting started. 





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