"Is there any money in that?"

Last night was a busy one at Regina's Ristorante. I ended up getting all sorts of good tables towards the end of the night and was the last server there. Well, when it was all slowing down and my last table was just finishing their bottle of wine, I talked a little bit to Regina. Yes, Regina, as in Regina's Ristorante. She's not usually at the restaurant (she's at the new one that just opened a few weeks ago), but her husband Phil is. So last night was my first real time to talk with Regina.

It all started harmlessly enough. She asked me how many nights a week I've been working at the restaurant. I told her five but that would get cut to about three when school started in a few weeks. She asked what I was going to school for and I told her counseling. The normal question followed: "What do you want to do with that?" I told her I wanted to do something with travel and youth ministry. I quickly realized she didn't think this was all that great.

She had a look of disgust on her face and replied, "Is there any money in that?"

I told her there really wasn't and she just said, "Well, I guess eveyone has to do something."

I told her I wasn't really going into it for the money, and it was pretty clear she thought I was really really odd. It's not like at Taylor when people would look down on you if you were going into something for the money. Indeed, it was the exact opposite, and honestly, I was a little hurt, a little saddened, a little discouraged.

That's all to my little story. See you later.