Back to Work with Some Pizza (9/6/18)

Today’s blog probably won’t be very long. I finally had another day at work, which went from 4 to about 11 o’clock. I woke up today around 11:30 or so, finally got myself out of bed, took a shower, brushed my teeth, ate a bowl of cereal, (Why didn’t I eat and then brush my teeth? The world may never know), and headed off to work. The commute was normal, and I ended up passing out for a good 20-30 minutes on the train, which is always an amazing feeling.

When I got to work, most of the team was already at the restaurant, working hard preparing for the many events we had coming up. The major change was that we actually had a new server who was going to be shadowing us and watching how the shift works, which was fun. It was interesting because she’s an actor, just like me, and I’m always game to talk to other actors, since I’m still figuring out what I’m doing with my life. We set up for dinner pretty quickly, and relaxed for a good half hour or so, eating family meal before we officially opened for the day. Today I was tasked to sell 4 bottles of Txakoli, which is a white wine. By the end of the night, I had sold about 3 bottles, but though I failed the task, I did sell a bunch of different wines tonight, so I’ll take the consolation prize.

The night itself went very smoothly, in all honestly. It was very slow, until it wasn’t. At about 7PM the entire restaurant suddenly filled up with table after table, and we all worked hard to make sure everyone was sat and got their orders in. For the first time, I felt truly organized and relaxed, even with how busy everything was. There wasn’t one point in the night where I actually was stressing. I had a plan and I stuck to it. I would go to a table, greet them, then go to another table, and another. Then I would go back to the first table, and see if they wanted drinks. So on and so forth. A very simple, but effective system which kept us afloat and moving.

The most interesting table of the night was a family, who consisted of a mother and father who were visiting their daughter, who just so happened to be a playwright of an off Broadway show called “Backyard Desert”. It’s only open for this week, so if I’m not doing anything tomorrow I’ll try and go see the show. They were a wonderful group though, and seems to really enjoy the meal. I also had a table who, at the very end before they left, say that they were very happy because of the “great food and great service”. Like damn thanks guys. It’s always nice to be appreciated.

The last tables ended up arriving around 9 or 9:30, with our final table leaving at about 10:30 or 10:45. It was annoying to have them stay for so long, with an empty restaurant and us just trying to leave, but whatever. As for the whole scheduling thing, nothing was really said about it today, so I’m just going to let it go for now. If it continues to be a problem, then I’ll bring it up again, but for now I just need to keep moving forward.

We finally closed the restaurant at 11:00, and I headed out with a coworker to a local Dominos, which she had convinced me to get earlier in the night. I picked it up and headed to the train station to catch the F, but since I just missed it, I ended up walking to the next train station, so I could just catch the A straight back to my apartment. The ride was easy but long, since at night A switches to being local. I finally got home, ate a few slices of pizza, and am now writing this blog post before I pass out. I may be working with the temp agency tomorrow, so I need to be up at 8. Tomorrow is a new day, and a new adventure.

It was also my exes birthday today, so I texted her earlier in the day to wish her a Happy Birthday. We dated over a year ago, and I’m working to be friends, but I’m still not sure where she stands. Breakups suck, but that’s a story for another time.

Until next time,

-Michael

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