Wednesday, November 04, 2009

Assistant TO The General Manager

So I got the job. I obviously have mixed feelings about it, but overall I think I'm excited. It'll be nice to have a little extra income, but it will be an adjustment to wait for a paycheck versus having cash in my pocket. Either way the money goes to bills so it's not that different, right? It's a step up at any rate and I'll be working with the General Manager to straighten up the restaurant. The owners talked to me for about 45 minutes yesterday about how to assert my authority. It was pretty difficult not to just stop them and say, "Dude, I've got it. That's one thing I don't need help with." After that they kept talking about how because I'm a girl the kitchen staff are going to give me hard time, but it's really just flirting. It's nothing I haven't encountered before, but I'm sure that just as in the past the kitchen staff will realize that I'm not very receptive that kind of behavior.

It was also mentioned to me on Monday by one of my instructors that I should be able to test into level 2 in Krav soon. It's been my goal to do that before the holidays, but I'm kind of ambivalent right now. There are certain people in level 2 that I'm not that interested in having class with, and I also just don't feel like I have the stamina to keep up yet. I'm just now starting to feel like I'm in the upper echelon of level 1 so starting over isn't really something I'm interested in.

I've made it to all of my classes so far this week. My neck is extremely sore, but other than that I'm pretty much OK. One of the girls in class told me she went to five classes a day for a week. I don't think I'll ever want to do that.

Monday, November 02, 2009

My Goals and Stuff

I'm trying to gear up for my interview tomorrow. It's a job I don't especially want, but need very much. I've decided to go ahead and take the restaurant job if it is ever offered to me. I just can't continue worrying about money every second of every day. It makes my life that much less enjoyable and I've been doing that for quite some time now. There are the obvious downfalls like I'll have to tell everyone at my high school reunion that I went to college for absolutely no reason and now run a restaurant. I don't really like that. There is also the chance that I will become stuck in the restaurant industry like the quicksand that it is and then the R.O.U.Ses will come and devour me. If only...

Anyway, I need to mentally prepare because I quite often say really ridiculous things when I'm nervous thinking I'm just being funny. I do feel a little dishonest since I am thinking that I will need to move somewhere else by the end of my lease and they are looking for someone who is interested in moving up in the ranks of their company. I feel dishonest but I also don't really care. It is just a restaurant and they can certainly find a replacement if I don't like it and still want to move by July. I really don't see myself living here past that right now though. I like Charleston, I just don't really like the people. Even though it's always taken me a long time to make friends, I've lived here eight months and still wouldn't call any of these people my friends. Of course I would need to start from scratch again if I go somewhere else. That sounds tiring.

I have promised myself that with the extra money I'll be making, I'll finally take myself on one of the volunteer trips I've been talking about for the last three years. I won't really have any excuses so you guys need to hold me to it.

And in shorter term goals, I've decided I'm going to attend all the Krav classes I that my schedule allows. That's five not including the sparring class. I probably won't go to that one. I'm stuck in a vicious cycle of feeling like a jackass when I'm there because I'm not as good as I want to be and not going therefore not learning because I feel like a jackass. Also I just want to see how my body holds up by the end of the week to kind of gauge how many classes I can really handle. Sometimes I don't give myself a chance because I'm being too protective of my medical stuff. Screw that.