Bad mood all day. Had only two tables, made $18 for the seven hour shift. $15 of it came from a table of three friends who stopped in. Working a shitty restaurant job sucks. I like it a lot of the time, but these afternoon shifts - which I've been privelaged to only take about ten of in two years, because of my real job as a teacher - are killer. They're like the sentence you have to fulfill in order to get a good shift or two a pay period. I had a good shift on Monday, but have made $52 in 14 hours of work on Wed-Thurs.
In addition, at 27, I'm too old for a job that doesn't allow a lunch break, where I have to ask permission to use the phone or put a Ray Charles CD in.
And I'm on vacation, but I feel so freaking busy right now. The house is in shambles, the yard needs to be mowed, the car is still dented and I had to make a claim on my own insurance because the woman who hit it was underinsured, the workouts haven't been completed since Tuesday, e-mails need to be returned, the dog hasn't been walked in a couple days... it's all overwhelming at the moment.
Thankfully, I have absolutely no commitments from now until 10:30 am on Saturday. I'm going to go to the gym and clear my head. Or maybe take a nap. Or maybe both. Next up is cleaning my house, which is embarassingly bad since I bought the Ikea shelves and cleaned out my car.
Literary Memory
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Ian Crouch reflects on his tendency to read vociferously, only to
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2 comments:
Epiph,
If you're making that little, why don't you go work at a bookstore? The money'd be the same, just that you'd get it in a check twice a week instead of in a few measely bucks at the end of every night. You're an English teacher for cripes sake! You'd be great at it, and I suspect it would be a lot more fun than schlepping drinks for some redneck from North Carolina.
I've thought about looking elsewhere, but the truth is that I make pretty good money a few times a month, and that averages out to more than I'd make at a bookstore, even when I look at the shitty shifts. And I really do like waiting tables at this small restaurant, getting to talk to people from out of town. When it's fairly busy, I have a great time. It's the slow times that are killer, but I suspect that's the case for any retail job. There's also the excitement of a big tip or a night when you know you're going to walk away with triple digits, something I doubt ever happens at a bookstore.
I think I'm only going to keep the job until I pay off my car, and then I'll just work the real job. That shouldn't be that much longer.
Lastly, the real reason, I've applied at bookstores and none have ever called me back. The job market just isn't that good right now. If I did something else, it would be a different serving job, I think.
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