Unfortunately that is a part of me that I will never be able to shake. However, I figure I should log on and give a quick update, since my gurlie did and I used to post a wee bit more than she did. So where shall we begin….Ah yes.

I now have a position at work I am their newest Staff Trainer and I feel good and bad at the same time for it.
Reasons I feel good about it:

1) They think I kick ass in every sense of the word when it comes to waiting tables there
2) The Floor Manager said that they created this position with me specifically in mind to take it
3) I will get to get my hands on another training program
4) I love helping my FM and MOD's
5) I have to take a training class with all the other managers and I since I love them I think we'll have fun
6) I got a farkin raise, kind of piddling, yet the fact that I get paid more than most other servers makes me happy
7) It will look good on a resume
8) It means I will have some Manager On Duty shifts while my FM and one of the MODs is on vacation this Dec.

Reasons I don't really feel good about it:

1) I have a more likely chance of dealing with the owners of said restaurant now
2) I have more responsibility on the floor as well as training these cats (meaning supposedly turning em into the “badass” I am)
3) There is another “trainer” and she rocks, but she's not getting the monetary compensation I am
4) Someone I feel like I may be working on the place's web site now, *le sigh*
5) Paperwork (Need I say more?)

As you can see the pros outweigh the cons, but some of the cons are doozies. I mean the other trainer I like this kidd and she is a great trainer and spiffy person, but since we have four people being trained right now we are both making a lot less than we normally would. Like tonight this was the shift that I followed this trainee around on and we got slammed, I walked with about $75 dollars, which woulda come out to about $90 or so had I not bought a shirt and both our dinners. How, had I done the shift I could have walked with $120-150, hrm big difference in experience and such. This is where my piddling raise is supposed to compensate, yet I wouldn't mind that extra money I woulda made. Now, turning people in the “badass” waiter I am, its kinda something you have to have nothing that can really be taught. Yeah I sound like a schmuck, but how many people do you know that can insult a table and have them laugh at it. How many people can get their tables to tip em $10 for lil' pelvic thrusts made at their shoulder level? (I know whot yer thinkin I'll write about the story next) This is how I make my tips and how I suppose they think I kick ass, that and I work hard, on busy nights I will sweat like there is now tomorrow and I will have a shirt with plenty of spill stains because I run at full speed( or near it) with stacks of dishes and cups that I've picked up from my section and others sections. All right enough horn tootin. The last prob I really have is the working more with the owners, I detest one and I can barely get along with the other when it comes to work issues. Why?!? I dunno I can't stand anal retentive people who don't really know how to do the job that I'm doing?!? Neither has waited tables, yet they feel it is appropriate to tell me how to do my job and sit on their ass, I unfortunately have let “Well if it bothers you that much why don't you take care of it, I have customers to take care of” slip out a few too many times. Not only that one of them fired Heather, through out Floor Manager, the farkin bitch couldn't even do the firing herself. *deep breath* All right, on to lighter things.

Ok now an explanation to the pelvic thrusts. and came into my work last night and I gave em good happy funtime service. They sat on our upper patio and only had to share it with a couple that came in shortly after they did. I got a good tip off these righteous babes. So the only way I can think of to show appreciation is to hug her and do minor pelvic thrusts. This amuses both females at the table and Im happy, well much to my dismay they leave and I am forced to talk to my last table on the patio. The woman at that table asks me how she can get pelvic thrusts of the like kind. I say $10. She says That's all?!? I say, Yep their on sale today and very “fresh”. She laughs and plops $10 down. I chuckle say, I was just kidding. She just sits there so I grab said 10 and proceed with hug/pelvic thrusts. She then asks how much for a kiss. I then answer those are only reserved for that beautiful girl in the overalls, you know I figure it only fair since she's carrying my future spawn(child). The woman turns red and now I have an entertaining story to tell all. Whoot whoot.

Now for my life:

I am officially back in school, hoping to move soon and wishing I didn't feel so guilty about my promotion. Other than that I do lead a boring life HONEST!