One of the advantages of being a Pixie Kitchen Chef, alright a short order cook, was that I wasn't a parking lot boy, or as they are still called today a P Lot Boy! That job was the lowliest job of them all. I didn't have the greatest job, but I wasn't one of them. Did we pick on them, you bet! Their job was to do butt runs first thing in the morning, and that was to clean the park and the parking lot,and especially the cigarette butts left behind. They also had the great honor of applying bumper tags to all the cars in the lot, so that when you left Storyland as a customer, everyone would know you had been there. The owners were marketing wizards. Of course this was in the day of the big chrome bumpers where the tags could be easily attached. Boy am I glad I never got that job.
Fast forward to July 26 2012 where our parish will soon be celebrating the Feast of St. Anne and the pilgrimage for vocations. Deacon Andrew our event commander, worked tirelessly to put on such a wonderful event. Several weeks before this blessed event I told Deacon Andrew that I would do anything he wanted me to do. A week before I mentioned to him again the same proclamation.........."anything" and that's when the word came out, ............ "I think I'll have you handle the parking in front of the Church a few hours prior to the Mass, I need someone who can think on his feet!" I said great, honestly I though to myself, parking lot, I'm now a P Lot Boy!
I shared this with Terry and being the kind and loving wife she is, she shared my ego burst with Deacon Andrew and also Bishop Peter. The Deacon was apologetic, and the Bishop told Terry............"You know the Lord works in mysterious ways!"
You can learn a lot more from a position of humility, so I decided that I was going to be the best P Lot Boy these pilgrims have ever met or seen. I did my work with pride, and love for our Lord and I was rewarded with many smiles and welcomes.
I have to give credit to this posting to a very special friend of mine who last night Terry and I shared supper with her and Mike. Elise mentioned that "so....you became a P Lot B!"
I laughed and soon said, that would be a great posting. So thank you Elise and Mike for a truly great evening, that Terry and I will never forget!
So, if at anytime in your life you a relegated to a job like the P Lot Boys, do it with pride, do it with love, but most of all do it for the Lord!
Bonjour et Adieu mes Amis,