Sometimes your expectations are right on target. Mine were pretty darn close. I'm having a hard time believing that this will remain the case.
Working as a waitress has its ups and downs. If you're good at it, you do well on tip. And if you're bad at it, enjoy making three bucks an hour. But these aren't the things that you consider when you're just in training like me. At Herby K's, you're trained for an entire week. That means no tips and working your butt off. Fill the ketchup bottles, get another beer, fold the silverware, make more tea, fill the napkin dispensers, get more ice, 3 waters, bud on draft, 2 shiner bocks, and a couple of sweet teas, sweep the floor, bus the table, fill the condiment cups, cut the lemons, refill drinks, the list goes on and on.... and on.
There is a lot of tradition to Herby K's. Nearly everyone who goes have been going since they were kids or are considered regulars. Everyone loves a good shrimp buster or cup of gumbo. But I learned from my new friend Galyn that some of the people are rejecting the changes to Herby K's. Prices and technology are good changes in my opinion. It was nice to have someone to talk to when the tables were slow. He is a regular who comes in for drinks pretty frequently and gets takeout. Everyone knows him and he's sweet to the servers. I should know, because he insisted on giving me a 10 dollar tip for no reason but for the fact that I conversed with him when I wasn't busy; just the same as every other employee in the place.
My coworkers have all been very sweet. The cook, Charles, always says good morning with a smile and makes sure I'm doing well as I work. JT jokes with me and makes my day more light-hearted, The other kitchen staff sing and dance to hip hop music in the back and joke with me about how I know the lyrics. They may get a little flirty but I have no problem ignoring them. The other waitresses are real sweet. Misty and Hailey are best friends who both have children about the same age. Tiffany, who used to live where I live now, is Kim's cousin and she is just very easy to talk to and helpful. She never seems bothered by my questions and offers every now and then to show me how to do something. Safe to say, I'm already starting to feel at home here.
Today was a good day. For the most part, I bus and serve her tables a little while doing the more tedious tasks. For example, today Uncle David had me rolling t-shirts in the old house. Not exactly an enthralling task. But it got better after I'd finished that.
A party reserved a space out on the patio and the man hosting had driven his old sports car named the general. Uncle David insisted on a picture. It's sideways but it's on facebook. Rayray got in on it and a little girl who was playing in it with her friend.
When I'm off work, I am not as tired as I thought that I would be. There is just enough time to hit the library, read a little in bed, and catch up with friends on the computer before passing out. Luckily, the family I live with is okay with me being a sort of loner apart from me taking at least 10 minutes to say hello and hang out before I'm off doing something else.
As I was getting out of my car, Denver walks out of the house and tells me that the water was turned off because of a leak. After I clean my face with a wipe and mouth wash, I walk in to see what I can do to help. In the living room, Kim and Denver are staring at what appears to be a small crack from which there is water dripping. They didn't know what caused it or where the pipe led to or from. Fortunately, after I got back to my room, they texted me to let me know that the water was back on. It must have been the air conditioner.
They will figure it out tomorrow. I'm just glad I'll get to take a shower and wash my Herby K's t-shirt.
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