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I'm barely alive at this point. I've been working so much these days I'm having trouble staying up between jobs. I'm about to leave Funky Monkey in order to join my old friend Seng at the sushi bar at the Royal Pacific Resort. I don't officially get the job until this Thursday, but it's pretty much a done deal. I had to negotiate my wage with them, since they wanted to pay less than I was making at both of my other jobs, but we eventually came to a compromise that netted me $1.50 more than they were offering. I'm excited about this new opportunity, but probably more excited about leaving Funky Monkey. While everyone there is super fun to hang out with, the working conditions are quite lame. There's always a lack of equipment/manpower/something that makes things more difficult. We have to make "miracles" every day. Why can't it just be easy and stress-free? Jumping through hoops just to get food out is ridiculous. By the end of this month, I'll be gone from this restaurant.
Isn't change awesome?
Isn't change awesome?