- Mood:
Homesick - Listening to: Songs my lover gave me
- Reading: A Gift Upon the Shore
- Playing: .hack//infection
Yes I actually have an update on my life, it's scary isn't it? This is going to get ranty so you might just want to ignore this for those of you who read my journals.
So last wednesday, the last wednesday of Febuary the 25th I started my job as a waitress. I have never been a waitress before in my life, so this is a little new for me. I'm trying to figure things out and be as efficient as possible. And last week went pretty well considering it was my first week. This week is something else, this week is full of assholes and me wanting to kill people. Tuesday and Wednesday were fine, I met the other new girl who trained just this past Monday and I like her quite a bit. Friday lunch on the other hand was full of headache, I get this group of 8 people, four had bento boxes and at least 6 had sushi, plus I had two other tables in the actual sushi bar area each with 3 people. so that's at least 12 orders of sushi that's not even counting if they had more than one roll. We have one sushi chef. So the last person of this party of 8 to get their food comes up to me and says that he's not going to eat because he's not going to rush through his food after his friends have finished and he doesn't want to take the sushi with him, so to cancel his bill because he had been there "over 45 minutes" when it hadn't been quite 30, and just after he tells my manager and I off his rolls are done. So my Manager offers to give him the sushi in a box for free and he can take it with. I go in to ask him and he tells me No he doesn't want to take it with him. And as his party is leaving, after I had problems with getting the bills put together correctly. 8 people and only the guy who told off my manager and I gave me a tip. So we close after lunch is over and I find out I don't have to be into work until 5 for hosting for supper instead of serving for supper. The kimono's are stained, the one I got had a very large hole melted into the sleeve, because they are polyester, and it smells like a nerd at a con. This causes my eczema to flair up pretty bad. Other than that not too bad. I go home vacuum and sweep before my friend shows up then I can't figure out what's going on with my Japanese girls. Finally get things figured out go get drinks and come back my co-worker is here and so is my friend. So that went well enough, fell asleep around 3 or 4 got woken up at 7 or 7:30. Then feed the girls potato salad that I made the night before and then we go back to the University so they can shower and get ready for a trip. I come back home and sleep until like 10:30 or 11 when I wake up to my cousin's girlfriend and her sister at my door. I'm dragged shopping mildly amusing, got a used Ruby Gloom shirt, then had cheese pizza which I patted off with like 2 or 3 napkins and still got a stomach ache from it. Go home play .hack//infection long enough to finish the next story line point talk to my honey then go to work. Ok so outside of not enough sleep doing pretty good. I clock in at almost 3:30, on time, then at about 10 minutes to 5, my boss tells me I'm to be host and sushi this evening not server, which means less money in tips tonight for me. I have to wear the damn kimono piece of shit from the night before, I'm currently sporting a half red hilter-stache and a big patch on my arm of eczema break outs. The sleeves get in the way of everything it's really really warm and it kept trying to fall off of my chest, exposing my cute little Ruby Gloom tee-shirt. We were ok until about 6:00, then we had like fifty reservations from then until the 7:00 reservations. One man gets in our face complaining to us about not being seated yet when he has reservations. I calmly explain to him that we had to seat the parties of 7 who were reserved at the same time first because they were at the same time as his reservation and they were first, and that we did put a party of 2 with them because our tables seat 9 and we have to have fill the tables. He wouldn't listen to me. The second group a group of like 11 or 13 people who had reservations accepted my explanation when I did explain to them what was going on with the tables, which is good. So then I finally leave go to the cafe I like and hang out 11:00 comes around and we have to leave because they are closing, and so I stand out in the rain with a few guys, quite happily actually because I love the rain. But then my phone gets water in it so I can't use the damn thing I need to get it open but I can't get a screwdriver small enough to undo the screws because my flute screwdriver seems to be missing. So I'll have a larger phone bill because I called my boyfriend, because well AIM was freaking out, and my cellphone is messed up.
A long couple of days I need to shower to get this nasty kimono smell off of me.