Eid Sa3eed

My activity at work over the last week has been a blur. Unfortunately, I will never forget the events which have transpired, but hope they will mold me. Perhaps one day, I can reminisce and share in an epic rigtale. However, for the time being, it will be a story I keep to myself and share only in person. Next month, I have another round of training in Oklahoma. Today at the office, I see my Palestinian co worker who has just returned from training in the states.
“How is America?” I ask him.
“It’s good. It’s green. And trees everywhere, It was scary. You can’t pass through them or see in front of you!”

This week is the second holy day, Eid Al Adha. When I was young, we separated the holidays as “Big Eid” and “Little Eid”. This is the Big Eid. Of course, as an oilfield hand, I will be offshore, celebrating the holiday in my holy blue jump suit, gazing at the water and day dreaming of a simpler time.

It is not Monday yet, so I still have the weekend to preemptively celebrate alone before work takes over. I took myself to Red Lobster. I backed a little bag with my Kindle, a journal, Vogue magazine, sketch pad and pencils. I will celebrate the holiday by inspiring my creative side with a seafood feast.

I grab the first taxi I see and say “Take me to Red Lobster!” The cabbie does not know where Red Lobster is…. I have the web page open on my phone, and like two lost teenagers roaming the city, we set out to find the restaurant. After driving in circles, we pull over to ask a starbucks worker. Eventually, my carriage pulls up to Red Lobster and I skip up the stairs announcing to the hostess table, “A booth for one, please!”

Red Lobster

Reading my magazine and devouring an entire basket of cheese biscuits, I feel at peace and ease with all my life choices which have led me to this point. The Filipino waiter makes a concerned face as he takes my order.

Laila: I’ll have the Lobster tail, Scallops and shrimp. Instead of rice, may I have shrimp alfredo pasta. And a side of crab legs.

Waiter: This will cost extra.

Laila: Yeah, just bring it.

…20 minutes later…Food is on the table

Waiter: Do you need help cracking the crabs?

Laila: No, thanks.

*Waiter stands patiently by the computer and discreetly watches me clean three plates of food in less than 15 minutes*

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