there are few things in the restaurant industry i can not do. there are many i WON'T do, but i like to think that i understand the general way a restaurant works. i mean...how much experience does a girl REALLY need?
i want to serve. i think i'll be good at it. i daydream about it the way other people daydream about cleaning or gardening(though i do daydream about gardening every now and then and i DO know people who daydream about cleaning). i'm saying that while most people might not want to do such a job, i think i'd be good at it and find my way to enjoying it.
i just need more experience before i can go for the good jobs.
tonight i worked my first shift at reza's mediterranean restaurant. i'm supposed to be learning the menu right now. of course i chose a restaurant with foreign names and food i don't generally eat...not that that matters because its not like i get a discount or even a free meal or a FREE APRON. yeah that last one's gonna cost me $10 once i pass the menu test hopefully tomorrow so mama can start makin' some money...to buy my...apron.
i'm figurin' i'll stick with it so long as the money's good and it gets me enough experience to get my foot in the door elsewhere. what have i got to lose, right? well...maybe a little sanity as the dining room is not divided into sections...rather, you get tables in rotation, which means that your tables are never going to be near one another so you run around the entire night just doing laps around the HUGE dining room.
why am i complaining? i am...i need to stop. i was wanting a job so badly two days ago. this is one. tomorrow's another.
egads! gotta get to bed. i've a menu to learn and a shower to take so as to be fresh as a daisy for the first day of the second job...and the second day of the first job.