The style in which I rang in the new year will probably be a good indication of what is to come. I began the evening working at Spirits Pub & Grub, knowing damn well that we would not be remotely busy for this particular holiday. (Working in the service industry and having a degree in Operations Management has made me very intuitive in this aspect.) I putzed around most of the evening, seeing as how I only had four tables in four hours. I looked forward to the fact that I would be able to get home and sit in my sister's cozy house with my husband to ring in the new year. And then it happened. Shortly after 9 o'clock a couple walked in, part of a larger party, 'dressed to the nines'. The gentleman was even wearing a matching bow tie and cummerbund. (Really?...Really? Matching cummerbund LOL). My manager made an honest mistake and gave me a party that was already reserved for another server. He was unaware of that fact, and didn't ask the right questions, that this couple was part of the original reservation. I served a few drinks and the rest of the party walked in. The mistake was realized. I repeatedly offered the other server the table, (mainly in an attempt to not stay ALL night) but she followed server etiquette and told me to keep the table. It's an easy transfer in the system but again she told me to keep the table. Let me not forget to mention, this party planned to Ring in the New Year at our fabulous little pub. I was stuck. No longer was this other server closing down the restaurant. The glorious task now fell upon me. Whoo....hooo. Since
the evening was now going to be consumed with serving duties I called my husband and kindly asked that he come up to the pub sometime after 11 so I'd at least be able to kiss him at midnight. The night wasn't terrible but definitely not how I expected to spend my New Year's Eve celebration. Granted this one party supplied me with more then half of the tips that I ended up making but I wouldn't have missed it either.
|Happy New Year to me|
I probably should make some sort of point in the symbolism aspect of that evening. Spirits Pub & Grub is my part-time, second job. In my lack of patience for debt freedom I applied for a server job (Desk jockey by day, table runner by night). The job was meant to be a two or three night a week job in which every last penny went to pay off debt my husband and I have accumulated. Our goal is debt freedom by the end of this summer. Fingers crossed everybody. Come to find out over my three month employment there, this restaurant does a lot of "cleaning house". And apparently when you are good server you tend to acquire more shifts. I also began to get calls from other servers asking me to cover his/her shift. I have weaknesses in this area (which sort of go hand in hand): I'm a workaholic and I can't pass up an opportunity for money. "The trouble with opportunity is that it always comes disguised as hard work." My part-time, second job has now turned into my practically full-time, second job. I miss my husband immensely but I can't wait to tell Bank of America to &*%$ off! :-D
As far as resolutions are concerned, I guess I have a few. For the most part these resolutions have already been in progress. First and foremost: I'm (We - Brian and I) going to get out of debt. We have been well on our way and are making larger and larger leaps in this process. Since I don't know the exact amount of tips I make each week, we've set an approximate time frame of the end of this summer. And maybe I should be more realistic in stating that we will be free of all consumer debt by the end of the summer. I have family members I wish to pay back as well. In order to continue my motivation, I've set separate goals for these two different types of debt. Second and more importantly: I need to get a handle on my stress. Those close to me know the vicious cycle I cause myself with my inability to get control of this (probably the only thing I feel I don't have control of). I've decided I will do what is necessary to be the type of person I've always admired. This is coupled with the idea that I don't want to loose my marriage and the few friendships I have over the fact that I'm a cynical ass who sarcasm and inability to filter myself has caused enough heartache. (Deep rooted childhood issues table for one.) "The secret of success is learning how to use pain and pleasure instead of having pain and pleasure use you. If you do that, you're in control of your life. If you don't, life controls you." Anthony (Tony) Robbins (and yes I just quoted Tony Robbins) Third and probably last: I want to start yoga. I honestly would love to start cross fit training and have the hot, muscular body of someone like Gina Carano but I'll start with small goals first. Yoga is something I know could and will be a life long activity for me and probably will help me greatly in my quest to be a calm and healthy individual. Any of you who are near and dear to me and live relatively close, I would appreciate any beneficial help you can give me in my current goals and welcome any constructive advice.
|Gina Carano - too damn hot for words|