aleciaterry

So, I started two new jobs this week.  The first one is at Half Moon Grill, a swanky restaurant/bar where my friend manages.  He is rad and sells me drugs and is so much fun to party with.  So...I did that this afternoon.

That's fine and dandy.  It's a nice place.  Buttttt

my old manager from Melting Pot called me a couple days ago and wanted me to work at his sports bar.  I got Taryn in on it as well and we went to training tonight at 5.

Between training at the two jobs I drank a beer and passed out.  But I digress.

Let me tell you what training consisted of:

Basically....
-here is where the computers are.
-here is where the ketchup is.
-roll some silverware
-stand around and talk for a couple hours and do nothing.

....

we are now done with training and work together on Friday.  We are going to get our asses kicked as we do not know the menu nor do we have any idea of what things are going to be like.

It was one of those..."wait....wait....what??  what the fuck??"  type things.  I'm used to like 5-7 days of training, not an hour and a half.

Whatever.

I'm drinking a Heineken Light and will probably get pretty wasted tonight as I don't have much going on tomorrow till 4.

Life in Taryn's room is stellar.
I'm so damn content.