Working the Line

I haven't actually worked the line in a while.  Tonight I aproned up and worked a station.  I am a little surprised to say it was nice to be back.  My usual spot behind is behind the pass, expediting and watching everything like a hawk.  It was nice to only have to worry about my station.  The same can be said when I work the dishpit.  When your regular job entail so much control, control over others and trying to find away to control the uncontrollable, you find solace in a simple but very busy job.  You can lose your self for a while.  I never thought I'd see the day when the grunt work was comforting to me...