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I was working here for a while:
It sucked. We weren't allowed to eat or use the bathrooms while there were guests present. Imagine living in a house where there are only "guest" bathrooms and only the "good" china. Now imagine serving delicious food and not being allowed to eat between the hours of 4pm and 11pm. Which is, of course, illegal. Remind me to call that in at some point, though it may seem spiteful. The standards were high, which is good training, but I got fired for setting some plates on a chair for a second.
Now I work here:
It's a hotel. Prince Edward stayed here last night. The restaurant is more of a hotel bar, and we do a lot of wedding receptions in the other rooms of the hotel. Last night I waited on a bride and groom in a private curtained area, and on 35 teenagers dressed for Prom.
It's a job.
Still pretending to study for the MCATs. Clara is still running the show. She can count to 10 and knows her colors. She asked for "more ice cream" 75 times on Friday. She's nearly off the boob.
I'm exhausted.
But it's not a bad life. I have a job, a baby, a garden, and health insurance. None of which I had two years ago.
Now all I need is a degree.
It sucked. We weren't allowed to eat or use the bathrooms while there were guests present. Imagine living in a house where there are only "guest" bathrooms and only the "good" china. Now imagine serving delicious food and not being allowed to eat between the hours of 4pm and 11pm. Which is, of course, illegal. Remind me to call that in at some point, though it may seem spiteful. The standards were high, which is good training, but I got fired for setting some plates on a chair for a second.
Now I work here:
It's a hotel. Prince Edward stayed here last night. The restaurant is more of a hotel bar, and we do a lot of wedding receptions in the other rooms of the hotel. Last night I waited on a bride and groom in a private curtained area, and on 35 teenagers dressed for Prom.
It's a job.
Still pretending to study for the MCATs. Clara is still running the show. She can count to 10 and knows her colors. She asked for "more ice cream" 75 times on Friday. She's nearly off the boob.
I'm exhausted.
But it's not a bad life. I have a job, a baby, a garden, and health insurance. None of which I had two years ago.
Now all I need is a degree.