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Well, my first stint as a restaurant worker lasted about forty-five minutes. Then I was asked to go home and change out of my open-toed sandals into black Mary Janes and put on a white shirt (no one had gone over the dress code with me beforehand and I showed up in a generic nice outfit with lots of purple).
It's all very worrying. I'm having flashbacks to the time I volunteered in the crew of the USS Niagara in 2001 and spent the most embarrassing three weeks of my life bumbling around getting in the way of the people who knew what they were doing. Hopefully, this will go better than that. I ought to head straight back to Siduri's now, but I felt the need for confession on my way. At the very least, I may get some good stories out of this. I do like the woman who seems to be manager, who knows her stuff, and the kitchen is full of friendly high school boys setting stuff afire on the grill and burning themselves and cursing. Right. Let's try this again. Will report back in the evening.
It's all very worrying. I'm having flashbacks to the time I volunteered in the crew of the USS Niagara in 2001 and spent the most embarrassing three weeks of my life bumbling around getting in the way of the people who knew what they were doing. Hopefully, this will go better than that. I ought to head straight back to Siduri's now, but I felt the need for confession on my way. At the very least, I may get some good stories out of this. I do like the woman who seems to be manager, who knows her stuff, and the kitchen is full of friendly high school boys setting stuff afire on the grill and burning themselves and cursing. Right. Let's try this again. Will report back in the evening.