Positive Attitude?
I've been pretty surly at work as of late. No surprise, seeing as I get tired and cranky when I shuffle to work to rehearsal to home ad nauseum over the course of the week. It's increasingly difficult to stay in good spirits while waiting tables, especially with grumpy bosses.
So today, for whatever reason, my spirits were at an odd high. I was, dare I say, in a fantastic mood. I worked well, didn't slack off, didn't take too many smoke breaks, was NICE to customers, etc. Yet somehow, I made less money. Tips were WORSE despite my excellent positive attitude. Somehow, I feel like this is another magic sign from the universe that the restaurant business is totally not for me.
I haven't got a lot of rehearsal this week, so I'll use this time to job hunt a bit. Why not?
Usually in terms of job hunting, I do it out of some level of desperation. But I should really learn from my patterns; I find the jobs whimsically. Since this is MY journal, I'll go through the list of jobs.
-Listrani's (Was applying at McDonalds when the manager ran in, looking for a dishwasher).
-Westwood Country Club (Was roommates with the Vice President's daughter)
-Drug Courier (Had a friend)
-Movie Theatre (Had a friend)
-Bertucci's (Manager from Bertucci's saw me at the movie theatre)
-Chadwicks (moved to DC, was job-hunting, and randomly walked in there)
-Nage (Had a friend who pulled me in).
While it's not a very extensive resume, but the pattern is there. It's when it's the job I'm not quite looking for. I wonder what sort of job I'll wind up with this time. Hopefully not restaurant. Please not restaurant.
So today, for whatever reason, my spirits were at an odd high. I was, dare I say, in a fantastic mood. I worked well, didn't slack off, didn't take too many smoke breaks, was NICE to customers, etc. Yet somehow, I made less money. Tips were WORSE despite my excellent positive attitude. Somehow, I feel like this is another magic sign from the universe that the restaurant business is totally not for me.
I haven't got a lot of rehearsal this week, so I'll use this time to job hunt a bit. Why not?
Usually in terms of job hunting, I do it out of some level of desperation. But I should really learn from my patterns; I find the jobs whimsically. Since this is MY journal, I'll go through the list of jobs.
-Listrani's (Was applying at McDonalds when the manager ran in, looking for a dishwasher).
-Westwood Country Club (Was roommates with the Vice President's daughter)
-Drug Courier (Had a friend)
-Movie Theatre (Had a friend)
-Bertucci's (Manager from Bertucci's saw me at the movie theatre)
-Chadwicks (moved to DC, was job-hunting, and randomly walked in there)
-Nage (Had a friend who pulled me in).
While it's not a very extensive resume, but the pattern is there. It's when it's the job I'm not quite looking for. I wonder what sort of job I'll wind up with this time. Hopefully not restaurant. Please not restaurant.