Take a Melody
So plenty many of lots have happened since I last updated this thing.
I got a job.
I made new friends.
I became vegan.
I saw a lady get hit by a car. I don't know if she's alive.
I turned 21.
Lots and lots of stuff.
But I just got home from work a couple of hours ago, so I suppose I'll talk about that.
Actually...all of those points tie together.
So I became vegan.
For several reasons, mostly concerning the well-being of the earth, and how our necessities as human beings are being stretched out to make us seem like frail and stupid creatures who need to rely on the exploitation of others to survive.
Being vegan has definitely limited my choices when eating out, so on my 21st birthday (things are startin' to come together) I went to Happy Veggie with my family, to eat.
It's a vegan restaurant in Redondo Beach, California.
I was served by a young Russian man, and when I looked up at the counter, I saw my friend Patricia up there.
It took me by surprise, so I went up there and hugged her.
When the meal was over, I asked about getting a job there.
She gave me her number, and said to text her about it, and she'll explain more.
I ended up going to eat there the next day, because my friends Miguel and Karina, who are ridiculously nice to me, and make me feel special, wanted to make sure I had something to eat while we were hanging out.
Patricia (and the Russian guy) were both there again, so she decided to talk to me about the job right there.
Story cut short, I got the job and went in the very next morning.
Since then, I've been working long hours, serving, cleaning, cutting vegetables, going up and down stairs, counting money and laughing.
It's great fun working with Patricia, and I've become great friends with the guy who served me for my birthday, because we work together a lot. His name is Ruslan, he's awesome and he's my favorite.
(Though I swear he's hitting on me...)
It's just so much fun working there.
The manager is a sweet lady, my coworkers are the best.
I'm getting money for hard work, but it's so much fun because I have friends there.
It's like a family, and I love that.
I feel I need that, because I don't trust a lot of my "friends" anymore.
I don't know who genuinely likes me and who doesn't.
These people are just so sweet, and funny and I can't get enough.
I only hope I make them feel as comfortable as they make me.
The only side-effect of all this, is tired feet.
I stand and walk a lot more, and so my feet are hurting by the end of the day.
I'm also learning Russian words, because Rus is teaching me randomly.
Trish gets mad because we waste a lot of post-its writing words and drawing things.
*sigh*
I hope this isn't too good to be true.
I seriously do.
I get money.
Free vegan food.
And friends.
<3
I got a job.
I made new friends.
I became vegan.
I saw a lady get hit by a car. I don't know if she's alive.
I turned 21.
Lots and lots of stuff.
But I just got home from work a couple of hours ago, so I suppose I'll talk about that.
Actually...all of those points tie together.
So I became vegan.
For several reasons, mostly concerning the well-being of the earth, and how our necessities as human beings are being stretched out to make us seem like frail and stupid creatures who need to rely on the exploitation of others to survive.
Being vegan has definitely limited my choices when eating out, so on my 21st birthday (things are startin' to come together) I went to Happy Veggie with my family, to eat.
It's a vegan restaurant in Redondo Beach, California.
I was served by a young Russian man, and when I looked up at the counter, I saw my friend Patricia up there.
It took me by surprise, so I went up there and hugged her.
When the meal was over, I asked about getting a job there.
She gave me her number, and said to text her about it, and she'll explain more.
I ended up going to eat there the next day, because my friends Miguel and Karina, who are ridiculously nice to me, and make me feel special, wanted to make sure I had something to eat while we were hanging out.
Patricia (and the Russian guy) were both there again, so she decided to talk to me about the job right there.
Story cut short, I got the job and went in the very next morning.
Since then, I've been working long hours, serving, cleaning, cutting vegetables, going up and down stairs, counting money and laughing.
It's great fun working with Patricia, and I've become great friends with the guy who served me for my birthday, because we work together a lot. His name is Ruslan, he's awesome and he's my favorite.
(Though I swear he's hitting on me...)
It's just so much fun working there.
The manager is a sweet lady, my coworkers are the best.
I'm getting money for hard work, but it's so much fun because I have friends there.
It's like a family, and I love that.
I feel I need that, because I don't trust a lot of my "friends" anymore.
I don't know who genuinely likes me and who doesn't.
These people are just so sweet, and funny and I can't get enough.
I only hope I make them feel as comfortable as they make me.
The only side-effect of all this, is tired feet.
I stand and walk a lot more, and so my feet are hurting by the end of the day.
I'm also learning Russian words, because Rus is teaching me randomly.
Trish gets mad because we waste a lot of post-its writing words and drawing things.
*sigh*
I hope this isn't too good to be true.
I seriously do.
I get money.
Free vegan food.
And friends.
<3