Leaving Red's

I put in my two weeks notice at Red Robin. It was pretty sad actually cause I do work with some pretty cool people there. And they were uber understanding about it all which I think made it worse. My assistant manager John said that he had to take a lot of those the past few weeks and mine was one of the hardest. It is important for me to leave while I'm still doing good and I feel that slipping lately. I haven't been motivated to work as hard there lately, and while I love the people I don't look forward to going into work like I once did. The timing just seems to make sense. While I'm done with my first trimester and I'm no longer feeling nauseous I'm not feeling extra limber either. I have a bit of a bump and my pants no longer button. Kinda a problem when you're having to wear jeans and a tucked in shirt to work. It's only going to get worse from here too. Ken's up for a new job in Morgan Hill and they're sending him an offer letter this week. With this offer will probably be a salary bump. And at very least, his commute will be shorter hence, more gas money saved.

And what will I do with my extra time, you may ask? I have a reading addiction lately, and I'm trying to be more domestic like beyond just doing laundry and dishes. Over my anniversary weekend, which I'll post more on later, I got some yarn for a baby blanket I hope to make. The only problem is I suck at crocheting. I can do straight lines and rectangles. Pretty boring baby blanket. So I got a bunch of crochet books from the library and now I need to actually figure them out. And now I'll actually have time to do that. I have 5 and a half months to get this house baby ready and I'm feeling so little motivation lately to do it. If I can even just put in an hour a day it will become much easier. Also, every Sunday will now be a day off. Woot!

To quit or not to quit

Hello my readers, the both of you! I am indeed still alive and well. Haven't posted lately cause there was really nothing to post about. Still working my two jobs, though I'm pretty sure I'll be going down to one soon enough. Red Robins was a great restaurant to work for, I'm just not sure if I'm still in the waitressing point in my life. I just read a fun book called "Waiter's rant" that would put me back and forth from wanting to waitress to wanting to run as far away as I could. The book explains it so well. Waiting tables is a form of gambling, sometimes you get a great pay out for doing minimal work, sometimes you can work your ass off to only get a 2 buck tip. Also something that sucks is at a restaurant, like most jobs, competency is punished. I'm always a closer cause I can handle it. Meaning two to three nights a week I don't get to see my fiance cause I don't get home til close to midnight. I'm also stressing to juggle both jobs with the schedules changing all the time. It would be far easier with just one. But then there's the money aspect. My dress is paid off, but my honeymoons not. Maybe I should hold off on quitting til that is. Though who knows what I'm gonna want to save for after that...

My very good day

Last monday was a fantastic day for me. I wake up next to my amazing fiancee after being sick in bed all the day before. I'm still not feeling 100% but we go out for breakfast together and have a delicious perfect sized meal that gives me some much needed energy for the day. I drop him off at work and head down to Morgan Hill. Despite getting stuck in traffic I am still able to make it to my 11:30 interview at Red Robins. The interview goes about 15 minutes, most of which me and the manager interviewing me just spend the whole time agreeing with each other. She lets me know that she'll call me at 5 to let me know if I got it or not.

I have an hour to kill before I start my first day at the library and I remember this fantastic DSW gift card my uncle gave me and head over and find the perfect shoes for New Years Eve. They are everything that I could want in a shoe: tall, silver, sparkely and with an adorable ankel strap. If I could tap dance in them they might be my ideal shoe. We will have a grand love affair that of course will have it's bumps in the road, what with me getting extreme blisters or regreating the skinny heel after a few glasses of champaign. We'll make up though. Heck, these might be my back up wedding day shoes. But it may be too early in our relationship to say that...

1:00 rolls around and I head over to the closed library where my new boss Belinda shows me around. She has me organize a few carts for her and is thrilled when I do it right each time. I have my own locker in the amazingly awesome break room. Walking through the aisle I see countless books that I tell myself I need to check out. And when it's 5:00, Belinda says I'm free to go. I have a start time and and end time, and they stick with it. It's amazing. I could definitely get used to that.

After I get in the truck I give Brian a call and we go to meet up at Starbucks for coffee and chatter. I then get a call from Red Robin telling me I got the job and I can start next week. I then go to Rosey's for $5 beer and burger with my mom and brother to celebrate now my 2 new jobs. Kenny and my dad come to meet us and after a delicious dinner, me and Kenny drive home and cuddle up to "It's always sunny in Philadelphia."

The best part of this day was it just set the tone for the rest of the week. I still love my job, everyone is still excited to have me work there, and I was able to have lunch with one of my bridesmaids/ coworkers today. I think this might be it for me. I feel like my life is going in the right direction. Being a grown up rocks.

Happy Work Moment

So I agreed to work for Fathers Day despite working at the Tech Museum this summer, and they put me as a closer on Sunday night, the bastards. Marie Callenders closes at 10 pm on Sunday nights. At 9:55 4 men came in. I was pissed. And more importantly tired. They took their time ordering, ordered drinks from the bar I had to make since I was the only server on, and had to go through two credit cards before getting a third that would be accepted. However, they left me a $30 tip and were actually quite delightful and not too demanding, and didn't finish the bottle of wine I recommended for them to which Leo said I could take home. So yay for late customers who are good tippers. It was well worth the extra 30 minutes I had to stay there. Now to sleep.

Quiting

Quiting jobs kinda sucks. I'm turning in my two weeks notice to one of my jobs tomorrow. I think this is so hard because I'm working for a family with their son, so it's not an official job, which means it's going to be harder on them to find a replacement for them. At the same time if they're angry at me I don't have to worry that much since I'm not planning on working with them again anyways. I was honest with them when I told them that I had a summer job already and while we had talked about me still working with them there's honestly no way it would be convenient for me. I'm working up in San Jose until 5:30 on some days meaning realistically without a car I wouldn't be available to work with William until 6:30 or 7. Not to mention, I really don't want to do that. I also don't want to work weekends and if I did, it would be at Marie Calenders. I am still feeling bad about this. I don't like this job though, and I don't agree with the way I'm told to do things, and it's really not helping anyone if I'm giving lip service to a job. Who knows, maybe they'll be so upset they tell me not to bother coming in the next two weeks. But I shouldn't get too hopeful. Wish me luck.