Josiah's Restaurant & Lounge at the Seminole Casino "Waitressing in the Josiah Restaurant & Lounge wasn’t as easy as Lisa had anticipated. For one thing, she wasn’t used to being on her feet eight hours a day. With only two fifteen minute breaks and thirty minutes for lunch, for the first two weeks her body had been one mass of pain. Although she was beginning to get used to it, most nights she still came home and soaked her feet.
When he offered her the job, Raoul warned her about gambling. He said the casino was off-limits and that if she violated this rule, she’d be fired. Lisa knew it was for her own good. Working in such close proximity to a casino provided a source of temptation few gamblers could resist. So she’d accepted the job along with the restrictions and had so far kept her end of the bargain.
In between working, she tried to absorb as much Seminole history as she could. It enabled her to answer tourists’ endless questions about the tribe. A hand-painted mural depicting Seminole culture covered one entire wall of the restaurant. Lisa enjoyed looking at it during the course of her shift each day. It reminded her of her own tribal connections, something she’d buried during the two decades she and Craig were married. Funny how the past reasserts itself. Her daily trek to the reservation was a constant reminder of who she was and how much she’d lost."
When he offered her the job, Raoul warned her about gambling. He said the casino was off-limits and that if she violated this rule, she’d be fired. Lisa knew it was for her own good. Working in such close proximity to a casino provided a source of temptation few gamblers could resist. So she’d accepted the job along with the restrictions and had so far kept her end of the bargain.
In between working, she tried to absorb as much Seminole history as she could. It enabled her to answer tourists’ endless questions about the tribe. A hand-painted mural depicting Seminole culture covered one entire wall of the restaurant. Lisa enjoyed looking at it during the course of her shift each day. It reminded her of her own tribal connections, something she’d buried during the two decades she and Craig were married. Funny how the past reasserts itself. Her daily trek to the reservation was a constant reminder of who she was and how much she’d lost."
Mural on the wall inside Josiah's Restaurant & Lounge
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