Restaurant Initiation

Tonight I finished my training as an Assistant Server at The Garden. Whew! I trained last night ad tonight. Tonight also marks the 3rd day in a row that I have worked 14 hours in a row. :o) 3 nights of training (1 was over a month ago) and I am praying I'll remember everything I learned, and that I'll be good enough (isn't that what I always worry about??) Though I swore it wouldn't happen, I promised myself it wouldn't happen, I hoped it wouldn't happen, I tried so hard to make sure it didn't happen-- it happened. 

I broke a glass. 

The best part? I knocked a whole lot more over. About 4 I would guess. At le ast only 1 of those glasses fell off the tray and broke. The next best part? They weren't all water. In fact, I'm sure at least 2 of them HAD to be sprite. So the 4 that fell over? Fell over right into me and I dumped them ALL down my shirt. Even my underwear was wet. My pants were soaked. Everything was wet. Now everything is sticky. Thankfully, my uniform shirt and aprons and pants dried off quickly, but UNfortunately that isn't true of the undershirt and "undergarments"...if you catch my drift. My fuzzy little arm hairs are clinging to my arms relentlessly. Stuck to my arms with a sugary glue. 

Have I ever mentioned that I work for fun? Ha ha. 

Wow, and now I'm suddenly very tired. First thing I did when I got home was ditch my shoes. Second thing: Took my contacts out. They attempted suicide several times during my shift tonight. I'm not sure they have ever come out so easily. Third: Stripped off my wet clothes. Honestly, I'm surprised it took me that long. I suspect it won't take more than about 5 minutes before I'm completely passed out in bed. 

I'm currently slapping frantically trying to send that evil mosquito that is snacking on me to a speedy death. I'm still blaming the abundance of the mosquitoes on the fact all the windows in my house are open. Josh says that can't be the source of the bugs. I've become very good at remembering to SLAP and then scratch. I think I've almost given myself a headache with all the slapping. My hair is falling out of my bobby pins and I keep thinking there are swarms of blood-sucking fiends simultaneously snacking and prowling my neck. 

Kill the beast! It got me on the arm. Now my biceps have matching mosquito bites... 

Oh look . A bite on my middle finger. Ironic, wouldn't you say? ;)  

DIE BEAST!

EWWWWW!!! I just got it. He's still stuck on my thigh--his last supper. I'm not sure if my leg is red because of the strength of the slap, or because of the blood he spilled. Unfortunately, it still itches. I don't think I got it quite in time. It's a half-bite. Mosquitoes are nasty looking...gangly legs and that scary blood-sucking appendage. GAG!

Off...to...bed.......zzzzzzzzzzzz!