For me, it means Workaholics Anonymous.
This week, I have 10 shifts.
The sandwich making was going great. Then Brian, the manager, asked me if I'd like to do a shift behind the bar. I said "Sure!". I had already worked from 7am until 2:30pm. My bar shift started at 5:30pm. I ripped home, ate, showered relaxed then headed back into town. I worked until 9:30, giving me a nice 11.5 hours for the day. The next day, Jaz came up and asked if I wanted to move behind the bar full-time. "But what about my sandwiches?"
For the moment, I'm doing both. I'll probably do about 60 hours this week. Starting next week, I'll be full time bar, and filling in on sandwiches when the new sandwich maker has his days off.
The bar is awesome. I've done 2 shifts so far. It's a pretty classy place, so I'm blending together lots of new cocktails, and daiquiri's. It's also a lot more chilled out then The Shed. Most of the drinks I make are for the waitress's tables, so I don't have a line up of people waiting for me.
A major investment I made was buying a bike. One of the girls at the M.C.G. was leaving and was asking $30. I haven't seen a bike go for less than $50 yet so I think I got a pretty sweet deal.It takes about 15 minutes to bike into town so it's pretty essential as walking takes about 40.
Pirates night didn't happen because Lee was still on a pearling boat, and we weren't really ready for the extravaganza. Supposedly we are doing it tomorrow, but I work until about 10pm, so I'm hoping it gets put off again.
that's how i roll.
