Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Home, My Return and Tacos

"Back too life, back too reality..."
I'm home. My home. It's a house, it's a job, it's a career, it's a family...it's a living.
Started my new job as a server/manager/grunt the other day. I have to admit, it's like slipping into a warm bath or coming to the conclusion "yep, I'm falling, any second I must land.
I was taken aback just how easy it would be. I mean, work is work; but, to get to work and be happy, accepted and on your own in a few hours was the best transition I have ever felt.
My trainer Little L, was kind, sweet, very pretty and welcoming. To be welcomed is great. I have been in retail management now for more than 10 years. I have walked into places and felt acid in my smile and cold in my veins. You can tell a few things right off the bat, and no one is in charge of the play.
Your greeted with a weak smile, handed down to a few people whom have less than a clue than you do, finally your given to someone more qualified to teach you, but in the end had worked for the company for so long, that you as a new hire are making more than. Awkward.
This first day was none of those. Just easy, comfy and right.

My day started slow. Good enough time to learn my stations, the POS system, and in general develop a plan.

- Adree Does Eat

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