I almost forgot you were here. So sorry about that. Sometimes I get caught up in all the craziness and forget to take a moment to sit back and relax.
Where was I? Where
am I? Ah, yes ...
I was on the Upper West Side; I am on the Upper East Side. In a few days I will be in the East Village, and in two weeks, I will be on Avenue D.
Yes, I know what you're thinking. Avenue D
is somewhat "out there." But I assure you, the place I'll be living is going to be quite a fun place to stay. See, I'll be rooming with my friend Shaun, who, among other things, has a penchant for quoting Ghostbusters, adapts Goosebumps novels into direct-to-DVD movie scripts, and intends to run for President someday. Interesting, no?
I think so.
Always an adventure ... always a thrill ride.
The restaurant is working out nicely for me, as I figured it would. There's really nothing to serving except personality (which is a lie, but it sounds good on paper). Tonight, I was able to muster an enthusiasm at every table despite the gnawing ache in my stomach and the congestion of my sinuses, successfully delivering a star performance for each of my three tables (in the Private Dining Room, where they put the party tables). I was especially personable at my last table - a graduation party for a Dominican family of 15. My humor played well with the fathers, my charm to the mothers and my looks to the young ladies. At the end of the meal, they shared with me a slice of their cake - which was exceptional.
I've found that this establishment is a very good place to work - very relaxed, very trusting. Unlike many of the chains and uber-micro-managed places I've worked in the past, there is a great deal of autonomy granted to the servers and bartenders at C.C. It is nice to feel trusted to do my job.
Better money will come with better shifts and better shifts will come with time. For now, life is alright and I like where I am. You can't really ask for more.
