I love my job. I really do. Getting hired at one of the best companies around, especially in light of millions loosing their jobs. Its more than just a blessing to be working here. Working the register a week ago or so, a customer referred me to this video on YouTube. This guy either really wants a job at Trader Joes or just knows the store and the culture of shopping there. This video is praised for its creativity. But I am an ambitious person and especially when it comes to putting my creativity to work. It is my lofty goal to respond to this video with one just as genuine and sincere.
For now…here’s the video…but in the future their shall be a comeback, something maybe more incredible than what this guy has created. Its lofty. For sure. So, give me some ideas….
Today was my first shift at the house of pancakes where I had to be at work at 7am. Because of a tire explosion and some trouble with the law I haven’t been able to drive my car, so everyday for the past two weeks I have been rollerblading to work. As I cruise by neighborhood streets of KC with a smile on my face and picturing myself skiing down Copper Mountain as I zig zag down a hill I notice the look on people’s faces. They seem rather surprised that someone would choose to Rollerblade. I have received a rather strange look from people as I stroll by. I don’t think people have much respect for the blader these days.
Anyhow, I woke up at 6am and bladed to work while it was still dark and the streets were wet from last night’s storm. I began work at 7am and left at 5:30pm, a total of 10 hours and 18 minutes. I had only one break today and that was to eat. I had a Monster Burger, which is two fatty patties and some Onion Rings with Honey Mustard. This is why I roller blade, to burn it off. It has been a long day.
My goal is to get enough money to pay off some of my tickets that have been tacked to my bulletin board for the past few months. Its time to take care of life.
It was the spring of 2006 when Zack and I first really started talking to each other about what was going on in our life. We had lived together for about eight months and in that time we were just roommates but not really friends. At the time we were both rigorously involved in the Night Watch at the house of prayer. I was in my second semester of my second year at FSM and Zack was working with the Fire in the Night interns. There were many great things about the Night Watch community; the people, the intensity of the night, being led by Stuart, the worship but the only thing that I had a difficult time with was going to bed right away at 6am.
When I was in the internship it was required for us to be asleep by 6:30am. This was a wise rule because anything later than this would mean sleeping in later which would result in a lack on sunlight. A lack of sun over a long period of time is very unhealthy. So, instead of just going home and staring at the ceiling for an hour Zack and I decided to get some breakfast at the International House of Pancakes. For us, it wasn’t so much about the food, more so it was about the time spent getting to know each other.
Breakfast at IHOP became a tradition and to all of the morning servers that worked there, we became regulars. Sometimes we didn’t even eat we would just get decaf coffee and talk. When the Splits was in vogue I would drop down at the restaurant and give the 1,2, 3..Splits for people that looked like they didn’t want to be embarrassed.
I blogged in February 2007 that my weight gain was due to eating to much at IHOP. The streak lasted until October 2007 for me. This would mean that we spent about a year and a half eating at an average of three times a week and some weeks we were there everyday, even on our off day.
I share all this with you because IHOP in Grandview, MO has a very soft spot in my heart. I have a lot of good memories when I think of this place and mostly because where my friendship with Zack is at now.
Because of a current financial bind that I am in now with some unpaid tickets I am in need of working as much as I can to get caught up with all my responsibilities. I got a job at the IHOP that used to be a daily stop. I just started my training last Saturday and today, Friday the 22, was my first shift on my own. As I have mentioned before, this isn’t my first serving job. First Watch taught me a lot about what it takes to be a good server. So far things have gone well. The only part about this job that I dislike is the IHOP stench. You leave that place and it seeps into your clothes like when you leave the bowling alley. But because I am making money, I think I’ll get over the smell.
I will blog more about my adventures at the house of pancakes but for now, it just makes me laugh that I am working at the same place that I used to eat at almost every day.
(Zack and I chatting away at the house of pancakes)
After three years of doing the Night Watch at the house of prayer I am sad to say that I am switching to days. I switched for a few weeks back in January but I left again, and now I am back. I just got hired at First Watch restaurant in Shawnee Mission, KS. I am super excited and blessed to have received this job. I start training tomorrow, eeeooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!
I am happy to be on an early morning schedule because my no longer nocturnal best friend Zack just switched to days also, so we will get to see each other before the day begins at 5am.
I will occasionally blog about my tales of serving people and living the restaurant life. This will be my second job now. I also bus tables at Cinzettis. For the next very long while in my life I will be working as hard as I can, but it I am looking forward to it.
Come in and get a plate of bacon.
Yesterday, as you all know, was Easter Sunday. Hallelujah for Resurrection Day! As many people were sitting in the pews at church I was working all day and all night. I worked 13 hours and 9 minutes busing tables and sorting silverware at Cinzettis. I was so proud of myself for this accomplishment that I saved my time card receipt and I posted it on my bulletin board.
So, what’s your longest shift?