The first night/morning was depressing.
I walked into the dark kitchen and I felt a twinge of what I can only describe as heartbreak, because I know I won't be working there again with brother and Derrick.
Got there close to midnight, which saddens me as I don't like being out at night (because I do not like said night). Wasn't able to leave til a bit after 5AM, and unfortunately got to have a 2 mile bike ride back home.
The work is all easy enough, yet it's not what I want to do with my life. I don't plan on staying there for more than a month.
Hopefully, once the fair is over, I will be able to work with brother and Derrick again. I originally worked a day shift with them. Then on to this overnight shift. And if I'm able to work with them again it will be a morning shift.
Just, everything about it makes me sad.
Got screwed out of my job as a prep cook and part time cook the other day by the boss and kitchen manager.
Brother wasn't happy about it - I'm not happy about it.
But the "boss" was ever so nice to allow me to become a Janitor overnights. I'll do that for a month since there are three paychecks for August, and it wouldn't do to miss out.
Don't plan to stay longer after that. More than likely I'll go to work at another kitchen a few blocks from my house.
Wasn't exactly how I was imagining my first job to end, by lies. I liked working with brother and Derrick. Hopefully I can work with them again once the fair passes in a month.
Infinitus Serenus will be 7 years old in about 5 weeks.
7 years and we're still the best Society around.
Great way to wake up 4 hours early; raining hard and a leak in the ceiling 4 inches from my bed next to a bunch of books and electronics.
Lovely.
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