These Shoes
Let me just tell you something.
I got the job.
Oh yes, I got the job.
In fact, my interview tonight really wasn’t another interview. It was a chance to meet the other manager and pick up some menus to study (there are only four!!) and learn the dress code and find out that I’m shadowing someone tomorrow night and then I’m on my own starting Friday.
Seriously? Do they know me?! What about me screams ready-to-jump-into-the-fire-after-only-4-hours-of-practice?? I’m supposed to be dipping my toes, dammit!
And oh god, tomorrow morning I have to go out and buy waitress shoes. You know – those fugly black things that are comfortable but also attempt to be somewhat fashionable. And I’m not talking comfortable enough to walk around the mall for a bit – I’m talking comfortable enough to pound, fast-paced and confidently, back and forth across the floor of a busy bar for multiple hours without rest. I threw my old pair out a couple of years ago thinking I’d never need to own anything so hideous ever again, but turns out I was mistaken.
Not Katie’s actual shoes.
These boots, without a doubt, need to be made for walking – not for looking cute. And if I’m going to be honest, I don’t want them to look cute anyway because I don’t want to cry when I spill balsamic vinaigrette or a Sicilian Sunrise martini all over them and they get that distinct, gritty, restaurant smell.
If you’ve worked in food service, you know what I’m talking about.
So anyway. I’m nervous. When it comes to the technicalities – hand-writing the orders, counting the change, remembering which tables are mine – I’m really only so-so. Maybe not even that anymore.
But the people? That’s where I’m good. There will be live music, wine, a coffee bar… and did I mention live music? It’s exactly where I’d want to be if I weren’t… you know… working.
Katie’s actual new place of employment.
And that could be good or bad.
But hopefully good. At least for now. Needless to say, this won’t put me on the fast-track to becoming holiday letter-worthy. But it’s something. And that’s probably all I really need right now.
Comments
I can’t tell you how much I’d love to show up in your wine bar and do my part to help you break in your new shoes! That place looks rad! I think this’ll provide good fodder for future blogging.
Haha, I wish you could help me! The place is very cool, but it has it’s fair share of problems (as with any bar, I’d imagine). Suddenly an office job isn’t looking so bad…
Congratulations! Looks like a fun place to work. Since I’m doing the office job now for over 8 years now, I told myself I would never wait another table…but honestly, I truly miss it every now and then! Enjoy it…there are not many jobs where you can meet an array of people each and everyday you work!
I honestly felt the same way, saying I’d never do that again, but then sometimes I’d miss it. Read my next post and maybe you’ll remember why you left. ;)
Looks like a pretty nice place, Katie. You know how to make it fun for you and the customers! Enjoy it, Chica!
Thanks, Judy!! It’s definitely fun, but I’m exhausted.
Congrats! That place looks pretty awesome; almost a place I’d even want to work. I’m sure you’ll fall into place without a problem. And when I eventually come visit, I can bug you at work! (which I do need to talk to you and Hubs about a potential trip out there soon).
Haha, we’ll see if I’m still there by the time you get here…
Congrats yo!
Thank ya!
Congrats on the new job!!!
Thanks! We’ll see how long I can last…