Jan 30, 2006 00:19
i'm an alcoholic as proven from last night. I love fara fraccalvieri and the family. The surprise party went off perefectly. Dave and Vinny had no idea.
ciao baby has offered me a fantastic management position at the new resteraunt. Its good to be a favorite. higher pay, i make my own schedule, train and hire hostesses and pick the days i want to bartend. Incredible. 6months of working my ass off pays in the end i suppose. And if i want to be a waitress i can also. Carle Place being the ideal locale to be a waitess i can make hundreds of dollars in a single night.
on the other hand.
i've just received a lucrative offer from a very rich, very nice lebanese man my father is working for. i'm going to be a stockbroker. Connections in high places and philanthropic foreigners are a necessity to make good money. basically i would have to pass the 4th hardest test in the country (Series 7). As soon as i pass i am guarenteed a job. This man will basically make me his protege. If i'm cut out for the multimillion dollar sales involved, the commission would be absurd. Norm (my new boss) is paying for the classes for the Series 7 and is sponsering me to take the test as many times as i need to. By the time i'm 23 he will make me worth at least 3million.
wow. I can't tell you how excited i am. so for the next few months i will pretty much disappear to study for this because this is an oppotunity i am not going to blow.
it seems that now that i'm not in school, the opportunities keep pouring in.
I'm going to be 20 in two weeks.
i have nothing else to say