Saturday, March 15, 2008

I don't even know what this will be about.


This is a rare day. Today I actually kind of like Florida.

I’m supposed to be at work at 5, so I can’t write for too long. But I was sitting outside with the dog (who is currently getting himself so tangled up in his line it I might never be able to get him out), and I was thinking about how beautiful it is, and I decided to write stuff.

Work is going well. I have my last dinner follow tonight and then Monday I take my final and then I’m on my own - finally! I’m glad the training process is as detailed as it is - I would much rather be bored and confident than thrown into something and fuck up. But I’m so ready to be on my own. Training at any job always sucks, though, especially in a resaurant. I always feel like I’m in everyone’s way, and I’m always screwing up...even though it’s all in my head. I also tend to mix up words and stutter when I’m nervous, which makes me feel like an idiot, but no one ever really seems to notice. And I know it will pass. Being so used to serving at Boston, where everything is crazy and you’re constantly running around, this job seems so easy. I know I will get behind, and get double sat, and start running around and going crazy...but it seems like if that happens to people, they’re "in the weeds" for about 15 minutes and then they’re all caught up. So much different than constantly feeling behind for hours. I don’t know, I guess I’ll have a better idea of the job once I start serving on Monday...but I think anything after Boston will seem easier. The girl I followed around yesterday worked for about 6 hours, made about $100, and was disappointed. Her friend consoled her, saying "It’s not that bad, it was kind of a slow night, people weren’t tipping well..." Seriously? That’s just crazy to me. Once again, I’m not saying the job is perfect - everyone loves a new job until they’re in it for a bit and start bitching, but right now I’m still in the honeymoon period. I’ve had time to clean my house every day (not that I have) and do homework (not that I have)...and right now I’m sitting outside in the sun, not worried about much at all besides how I’m going to financially get through the next day or two until I start serving.

I’m not dreading going into work, I’m not scared of getting a phone call from work, and I’m not depressed about not having enough time at home or with friends. Like I said to Matt and Ak the other night, my quality of life seems to have gone up exponentially. If that’s how you spell it. Not being at Boston (and not having Boston as a fallback if this goes south) makes it so much more real that that job took up more of my life and energy than it ever deserved. And I knew that when I was working there - everyone does - but leaving really solidified my belief that my life would be better if I wasn’t there. It was a huge gamble, but it was an even bigger pay off. If anyone from Boston reads this, please don’t think I’m bragging or throwing it in your face, I’m just writing what I’m thinking.. I was there for over 2 years, I know how hard it is to leave. And maybe for some people it is best to stay there...I don’t really know who would fall in that category....but all I’m saying is it was the absolute right decision for me..

I have to get ready for work soon, but I’ll try to talk about something other than that. I had a good time with Matt and Ak the other night. I met them at the Whale, where we hung out for a bit before Matt had to go home and get some sleep. He stayed up long enough to prove to me that he had been practicing at Guitar Hero...and he may have kicked my ass, but there were extenuating circumstances!! First of all, I thought he just had Guitar Hero 2, which is easier than 3...but evidently he had been practicing on 3. Secondly, I haven’t played for months! Of course I’m going to be rusty! And third, I had been drinking...anyone who is anyone knows your Guitar Hero skills go down drastically after one drink. The point is, if anyone hears him bragging about his skills over mine, just remember he cheated. Plain and simple. And there will be a rematch.

Ok, now that I got that dorkiness out of the way, on to other topics. It’s great having more time with Adam in the past couple weeks. We’ve actually had a couple days off together! And another one tomorrow! We might go to Islands or the art festival in Winter Park. And then the day after that is St. Patrick’s Day, which is always fun for me. I only work a lunch shift on Monday, and then I just have school Tuesday at 4, so I’m set. I don’t know what to do, though. Probably end up going to the bars downtown and wandering around, but if anyone knows of anything particularly cool, lemme know.

All in all I’m doing well. I just though of a whole bunch more things I want to write about, but I can’t start because then I’ll be late for work. So I’ll save it for another time. I know this blog was pointless, but it’s really nice to have the time and energy just to write for the hell of it. Wish me luck on my last follow shift...send good thoughts my way so I don’t drop a huge tray full of four hot dishes on an infant or something

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