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A twenty two year-old's view on life, death,
and Taylor Swift conspiracy theories
and Taylor Swift conspiracy theories
4/6/2014 0 Comments The Hazards of the JobFor those of you who don't know, I work at a wedding venue located at a renovated farmhouse in my town. It is honestly one of the most beautiful wedding venues I have ever seen and I only hope one day I am able to afford to be married there. I started working there as a busing staff and a setter (someone who sets the hall for all the weddings). I soon was promoted to a server and to a setting captain. Now I also work shifts as Head Table Server, which generally means being the bridal attendant. I have met so many amazing people and couples over the years and I love how every shift at work is so different based on the people attending the wedding. Last night the couple was one of the sweetest I have ever met. Towards the beginning of the night I noticed a small, handheld notebook placed on one of the front tables. I ignored it thinking that one of the guests had simply left it there by accident and would soon be back to retrieve it. Throughout the night I continued to notice this small notebook sitting there on that table, but again and again I simply ignored it. At the end of the night, as I was packing all of the couple's materials up for them to take home, I saw that the notebook was still there on the table. I picked it up and asked a nearby employee what it was doing there. The employee informed me cheerfully that this notebook was part of the way in which the groom proposed to his new wife. My heart melted a bit as I opened it and flipped through the pages. It was filled with small, delicate cartoons colored in artistically with faint watercolor washes. The cartoons professed in various, completely adorable ways how much he loved this woman and how he is looking for nothing else in life than to simply be with her and love her. In the end it told her to go to a certain section of the library in which she found the notebook where normally one would find a specific F. Scott Fitzgerald novel. Once she got there she would find the him and the ring. It was one of the sweetest things I have ever seen/heard of. This is just one of the many hazards of my job there. On a regular basis I cry at work. I try to hide it as best I can, but often during the father/daughter dance or the toasts I feel the tears welling up. It really is a problem I need to fix soon, because at times I think I worry the guests and my fellow employees. And hearing stories like the one of this groom's proposal just work to remind me of how hopelessly single I truly am. But again, it's just one of the hazards of the job and I can only hope that one day I will be as happy and in love as all these couples I see every weekend. It is them who really truly give me faith in this crazy little thing that we all wish for. And with that said, Thank you for reading, Amanda Lucille Song of the DayOne and Only by Adele
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