Saturday, January 30, 2010


So I survived my first week at my externship. No patients were harmed in the process, so I guess I must be doing something right! In all seriousness though I have learned quite a bit in this short period of time, and I'm starting to feel more comfortable with what I am doing and the other people who work there.

The other night at work I decided that I needed to have a "fire-side" chat with my boss. When I walk by some of the girls I'm working with at the restaurant they suddenly stop talking and start looking around with this guilty expression on their faces. They are talking about me and divying up my shifts between them. Um hello, I'm still working here! Anyways I wanted to make that clear to my employers so they don't overhear this shit and start to think I'm going to screw them over.

So I go up to the office and we talk. Everything goes well and he tells me he knew I still had a ways to go before I leave and blah blah blah. Then he sort of chuckles and says to me that he did get a note from one of the servers that said that they would like to take my Saturday shift. Holy shit! I'm not even dead yet and these girls are throwing the dirt on top of me!

Ruthless bitches.

Friday, January 29, 2010

Wednesday, January 27, 2010


I started my externship on Monday. I know that I am being hard on myself when I say this but I feel really stupid. I have no idea what I am supposed to be doing. They had me sit and listen to the other girls answer the phones on the first day and then yesterday I was allowed to scan some things into the computer but other than that I dont really know what I am supposed to do. If this was a restaurant I'd be all over it! It will take me some time to get my footing but until then I dont want to come across as lazy or have no initiative but seriously I just sit there looking like an idiot. I hate it, I want to already know this job like I know my job. Patience was never one of my strong suits!

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Ding Ding Ding

And in this corner we have the feather-weight champ burnedoutw8ress!

Just a little comedic entry into what this post will be about. So it was Friday night at work when I was almost forced to "put up my dukes". I should probably mention I'm not that much of a figher. I've actually only been involved in 2 fistfights my entire life, oh and I lost both of them. I'm more of a lover than a fighter, to put it simply: I am a weinee who's mouth can't be backed up by my fists.

We all know that Friday was my last day of school. Well my fellow employees know this as well. Of course they're excited for me. My bosses even know too. That being said, I am not currently looking for employment. I still have to complete my externship to qualify for my degree.

As I was wiping down the tables Friday night I overheard a conversation between 2 of the servers. We'll call them A and B. Server A was telling server B that "when the new girls starts she can have some of my shifts". I knew where this was going, so I said to server A, "what new girl"?

server A: well you'll be leaving soon and they'll have to hire someone to take over your shifts.

me: Um I haven't even started looking for a job and I'd appreciate it if you didn't talk about that kinda stuff because if they(the bosses) overhear it all kind of shit is gonna get started. that's how rumors start and I don't want to be called into the office for shit.

Server A starts to flip out! She's swearing and saying she's 40 years old and she'll say anything she wants, and blah blah blah. That's when she says to me, sweet and innocent burnedoutw8ress, "go fuck yourself"!

Well what the hell is this all about I ask myself. I've never seen this server get like this before. I don't think I came across rude or anything. I'm just trying to protect my own ass from a whipping. My bosses are immature like that. If they get the tiniest inkling that I am somehow going to screw them over they will react in some pretty disturbing ways. My shifts will slowly disappear, my section will become smaller, my shifts will be longer, etc. What is it with women?

After talking to a friend of mine who also works with us I think I may understand what's going on with server A. Not to boast on myself or anything like that but I think she may be a bit jealous. Jealous of the fact that there's a light at the end of my tunnel. Jealous that I will someday be getting out of this god forsaken job. Jealous that she infact will not. It seems silly to me but I guess it could be true.

I don't want to step on people's toes or hurt feelings. All I'm trying to do is better myself and get the hell out of the restaurant business before I end up killing someone. I absolutely hate conflicts and I hope by Monday server A has calmed down and we can work this out. We've always gotten along before and I don't want to have to walk around on egg shells. Isn't our job bad enough without having to fight amongst ourselves?

Just in case all doesn't go well does anyone have any boxing advice for me?