I'm trained as a Silver-Platter-Server (we take the orders out on a silver-platter, bring them condiments, take their trash away for them, get them drinks if they ask it, etc) and a cashier. Cashiering seems way easier than I once thought. o_O; Seriously, all of our menu items are pictures on a screen. O_o It even has visual aide of how much change to give (like pictures). Servers sometime get tips, apparently. o .O
After the training session me and two other people volunteered to help with the clean up -- I swept, mopped in front of the drink despenser, emptied the big ol' tea barrels and cleaned them out, cleaned the tables and chairs and changed the cleaning soap-sanitizer-water out.
This is my first real job, so I didn't want to do too little. I asked Jackee (manager) if I was good to go home yet, she asked me what I did for clean up.
"Shoo, Jezka, go home, you definately dun, grl."
I'll excuse the grammar and assume that was a good response. whee
At orientation, the director of operations (who, I think is named Olgi. o_O; ) said around 300 people applied to work there. 50 got hired. And a lot of them won't make it through the first week, apparently. o -o; We're not even really open yet, someone didn't come in today for training, and they got fired. Makes sense to me, but dang. o __o;
Why apply if you're not gonna show up? xp
I'mma totally a** kiss at work.
I do have problems with it already though. ._.;
It looks like I'll be bending over backwards for family again. They need someone to watch Grace from 2-5 during the week. I'm gonna talk to Jackee/Bonnie on Wednesday about schedule changing. Instead of being open to work always, I'll have to take off at 2 and really can't work again till 4... B:,
I wanna work a lot. I need to. Being stuck here just ******** sucks. It gives me a reason to be out of the house. And to be less worthless. And money. Money's always a plus.
I brought up Otakon to Dad tonite. He was very not happy, both with it's location and the fact that I don't have any local friends. "If you spent half the time you do to see these people, you'd have friends down here." Yeah. ********' stoner losers or snobby brats that don't give a s**t about anyone other than number one are great friend candidates..
********. If I haven't had any real friends in the last 15 years of living here, maybe it's not me, maybe it's Fayetteville. If I can meet people that live 4+ hours away that I actually enjoy talking to, that I'll go out of my ******** way to see, I don't think it's me, I'm pretty sure it's here.
I'm going to ********' Otakon. I'll have the money, I'll kiss a** and break back at work, I have the means, I'm going to ******** Otakon.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
See, I did have a good day. Then I came home.
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I didn't like your comment earlier this evening, Dad. It actually did sorta hurt my feelings, the "if you spent half the time trying to see these people, you could make real friends down here."
We've lived here for the last 15 years, Dad. I have tried to make friends, I've tried in vain, and when succeeding, the friends either betrayed me or -really- betrayed me. Like, Janice, or Clay, or Taylor, or Elizabeth, or Sarah, or Eric, or Amanda, or Amber or Nick or whoever else. The people that were okay friends have moved away, gone to college, never to be seen again. Nowadays, almost everyone I meet here is a snobby little PTC brat that won't work a day in their lives as long as their mommy or daddy's can help it, or they're a sloppy, pot-head, loser. |: I'm starting to think it's not just me. Or maybe, I have standards and that's what's causing this problem for me...
The definition of a fool is someone who does the same thing over and over again and expects different results.
Well, I tried something different, and I think these people are the best friends I've ever had. EVER. And I do think they're worth the extra effort. I know you probably don't think that, but it's what I think, and in the matters of my own, personal life and happiness, in the end, that's the one that really matters over everyone else's. And I know that they can do the same thing that other's have -- I don't want to be alone all of my life, and that's why I let people in. I don't let them use me like Clay and Tay and Janice and Amanda and Eric and Nick and Amber did. I haven't stopped trying to get friends down here, I've been going out, striking up random conversation, part of the reason I got this job was so I could meet people for platonic purposes..
I would like to go to Otakon. I'd like for you to not give me such a hard time about these long-distance friendships...
We've lived here for the last 15 years, Dad. I have tried to make friends, I've tried in vain, and when succeeding, the friends either betrayed me or -really- betrayed me. Like, Janice, or Clay, or Taylor, or Elizabeth, or Sarah, or Eric, or Amanda, or Amber or Nick or whoever else. The people that were okay friends have moved away, gone to college, never to be seen again. Nowadays, almost everyone I meet here is a snobby little PTC brat that won't work a day in their lives as long as their mommy or daddy's can help it, or they're a sloppy, pot-head, loser. |: I'm starting to think it's not just me. Or maybe, I have standards and that's what's causing this problem for me...
The definition of a fool is someone who does the same thing over and over again and expects different results.
Well, I tried something different, and I think these people are the best friends I've ever had. EVER. And I do think they're worth the extra effort. I know you probably don't think that, but it's what I think, and in the matters of my own, personal life and happiness, in the end, that's the one that really matters over everyone else's. And I know that they can do the same thing that other's have -- I don't want to be alone all of my life, and that's why I let people in. I don't let them use me like Clay and Tay and Janice and Amanda and Eric and Nick and Amber did. I haven't stopped trying to get friends down here, I've been going out, striking up random conversation, part of the reason I got this job was so I could meet people for platonic purposes..
I would like to go to Otakon. I'd like for you to not give me such a hard time about these long-distance friendships...
._. I'm either ******** or really ********. Or maybe okay. Maybe.
