I worked my seccond day at the restaurant today. Well, not worked, trained. In order to be a server you have to train for four days and then pass a final exam. It is indeed rocket science, serving food to people, in case you didn’t know.
I’m glad I have a job though, and so far so good. There’s quite a few people working there, which is nice. The more people at a place, the less it matters if you don’t get along with everyone.
It’s weird how getting along with people tend to be a common issue for me… I am such a lovable person, right?
No, I’m not trying to fool anyone, myself included. I know what and how I am;
-I judge other people very fast. In fact, I don’t know how to relate to people unless I have put a label on them first (cool, smartass, annoying but sweet, stupid, nice, potential friend etc.) I don’t, however, have any problem changing the labels. Cool can go to smartass in one comment and stupid can be bumped right up to potential friend in a matter of a conversation.
-I am not very good at dealing with criticism, it takes very little to make me cry and my skin is rarely thicker than that of a grape.
-Still, I can be quite insensitive to other people’s feelings when it comes to harsh comments and not so constructive criticism.
So right now I am training for a job I really think is below my level of education and capability. At the same time I am nervous I won’t pass the test or do a good job because I really need a job and this is not a bad one compared to some really sucky, minimum wage ones.
I just want to go back to school. Back in time, back to school, back to basics.
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