Category: Beloved Co-workers

Why is it, on someone’s last night, you finally figure out how to work together, laugh together, and have the best night, ever? Why doesn’t that happen on, say, your 23rd night working together? Good luck at your next place, beloved co-worker. I am dreading breaking in the new recruit.

Normal is getting dressed in clothes that you buy for work, driving through traffic in a car that you are still paying for, in order to get to a job that you need so you can pay for the clothes, car and the house that you leave empty all day in order to afford to…

Yes, yes, I love my job. Yes, yes, I love everyone I work with. Yes, yes, it’s all perfect. Everyone is just super. 🙂 Oh, please. Really. After almost three months here, um, no. 90 percent is great, 10 percent is not so great. Now, that ratio is still pretty damn decent. But the 10…

I really like my current job. All else in my life may be in flux, up in the air, in question; but not my job. As I have said before, it combines all the tasks I have ever wanted to do in this business. I really like my GM. I have worked for my share,…

“Jesus, these glasses are always everywhere! Whose are they, anyway?” asked one of the managers working the door. “You know those are mine! For reading, remember?” I said, with just a hint of a smile, because I was 90 percent sure he was kidding. “Don’t you ever wear them? They’re always laying around right in…

My GM single handedly helped me move to my new apartment, because he knew I didn’t know a soul who could help me. He even rented a van to more efficiently haul my stuff, and it still took three trips. He said he had a credit with the rental company due to a previous clerical…

I usually detest the first two weeks at any job. I grit my teeth and will them to be over and done with, knowing I will feel so much more comfortable at the end of them. I count on making my share of mistakes, and I fully take advantage of the very slim window that…

It didn’t suck. It was actually okay. Work was definitely the highlight of the past 10 days. I like those I worked closest with, I made some mistakes, I didn’t beat myself up about the mistakes. Finally, something feels right. A lot still feels wrong, but this one tiny part was just fine.

Things you find out on your last day at work: –The reservationist who trained you on the phones and Open Table is a life saver when it comes to figuring out how to rent a car for a month–especially when it involves a one-way rental. You always liked her. Really liked her. You just never…