Last night wasn't the best in terms of money to be made in my section, and I stupidly burned my hand because I had the smart idea to pick up a metal plate that was in the oven. Genius. At any rate, frustrated with only having 3 tables for the night, 2 of which were occupied by 1 man each, I was feelin' the blues... I asked Gary Grainger to play Sweet Home Chicago (notably because it's one of my favorite blues songs, and also as a side highlight for my acceptance to the University of Chicago, but Gary's soul singer wasn't there, so "maybe next week," I was told.
*sigh*
As I made my rounds reluctantly (but with a smile of course) asking people if they needed more water (to which 9 times out of 10, they declined), I looked up and saw a friendly face. After mentioning my less than perfect night with my lack of tables, my burn injury, and not being able to hear my requested blues, I think it was clear that I would have rather been working at Harp & Fiddle making St. Paddy's Day tips (compared to my $30 for my 6 1/2 hours), and working with a friendlier staff (Milton and Gary excluded because they're awesome).
Not 5 minutes later, that friendly face walked up on stage with his guitar, and sang Sweet Home Chicago. I'm not *positive* whose idea it was, but I'm going to pretend it was for me, just the same. With an exchange of a smile after the song was over, it made my night.
Some more blues for you. Enjoy!
John Mayer -- I Don't Need No Doctor (Crossroads 2007)
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