Employed
So I now officially have a job. It was slow in coming this year. Had a few false starts.
One of those was for a cafe that shall remain nameless. They hired me as a waitress and then yelled at me for everything, even for the fact there were no customers. The owner told me to get out the front and try and tempt people to sit down. How does one do this you ask? Apparently by being an "attractive young lady."
Huh.
So I handed out another 20 or so resumes and got a bunch of calls, but they all wanted full time workers. Finally I got a call from a large international coffee chain that makes lots of coffee type drinks and is the butt of many jokes in popular media. I'm currently learning how to make coffee and wasn't it a shock to learn it's not as simple as grind beans, put in machine, add water.
Coming home from work last night I got another job offer. The taxi driver asked if I wanted to work the bar at a nightclub he was opening. I let him know that I know virtually nothing about alcohol (apart from how to ingest quantities that perhaps could be considered as "too much"). He asked what I did then. I told him that I make coffee. He offered me a job making coffee in his nightclub/resturant.
Damned if I can figure out whether he was conning me or not. I don't often associate taxi drivers and resturant/nightclub owners.

2 Comments:
Yay, Frogspots is back! Glad to hear you're ok. So that's Starbucks is it? Don't be ashamed, I get to stand next to a stupid looking sports car at an airport to earn money - at least serving coffee is a noble art, I feel like a prostitute doing my job.
2:49 AM
Congrats on the job!
(Both of them).
12:42 PM
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