two birds with one stone

Hey guys.

A few notes. I guess by reading the previous blog you learned that I am a dish washer at the Drake Hotel. I'm not sure if I mentioned the dishwasher part before. It kinda sucks, but hopefully within a few months I will be promoted to front of house. Both the Chef and front of house Manager know that's what I want to do. So for now I just have to do the dirty work.

If all goes well I will start bar backing soon enough. I'd say it's an easier job, and I'll be making tips. How much can a bar back possibly make in tips you ask? Well, last Thursday and Friday Grant said made over 400 bucks combined! 200 bucks a shift! Now granted it's the busy season now with Christmas parties and all, but for christ sakes even if tips averaged between 50-100 on the weekends I'd be laughing.

The hours are pretty crazy. I was talking to the pastry chef yesterday, he said he was very tired and I asked me why. He said had been working since 5 am... and it was 9pm.... yes folks, that 16 hours straight. The three dudes cooking tonight worked over 12 hours each... and for 8 of them it was a fucking gong show. I don't know how they do it. I'm pooped after girlie 10 hours.

So, I'm sure you've all heard the saying "kill two birds with one stone"... my question is... has anybody ACTUALLY killed two birds with ONE stone. That seems pretty far fetched to me. And why are we killing the birds? Those chirpy bastards are harmless. Two birds with one stone.... pffft.. I like to say A-Rod try and do that one day. Are the birds flying? This all seems a little too much.

speaking of too much, my emotions are running high already for my return trip to Victoria for Christmas. My journey here has been challenging on many levels. The one thing that keeps me going is you. You who are reading this right now. So don't be surprised if you see me shed a few tears on my return trip :) (gaaayy)

OH yeah, remember that Santa Gig I told you about? Well it's not happening I'm sorry to say. At first it was looking like I could do both jobs (the drake and santa) but the santa gigs time slots changed, completely over lapping my Drake and Second City schedule. Oh well. Maybe next year.

Anyways, I gotta run. Not really. I don't really have to 'run'. that's another stupid saying. Run? you gotta run? fuck off. you just want to go, be honest.

Love.