Training was today and i think it went well. The boss looks like a stickler and doesn't smile much, and kept asking me how tall i am, quickly running through his head how much of a liability i may be if i reach for something. God you would think i wazs 3 feet tall or something. I was trained by i guess a guy who has been there a long time. He's personable though, seems to not take himself to seriously, and showed me how to work the register. There isn't that much to remember just the add ons are pretty confusing. And of course they want you to sell as much as you can to make a good profit for the night. I got my shirt, and company cup today. and on Thursday i will get my hat. Tomorrow night i guess is more training and hopefully with a bigger crowd.
There wasn't anyone there, and i feel they are struggling for business, case in point why i am able to write at 7 when i should be working. i work with two cooks who are boys, and i don't know if any girls other than the one i saw on Friday work their. Of course being the mild perfectionist, i took notes, and a menu with me to study over for tomorrow. By then i will have the menu down, and can handle the register like a pro. Tomorrow i will stuff my shoes, add some inches to me. I have to wear Khaki or black pants tomorrow, which of course is a problem because i am the only person in the history of the world who doesn't have khaki's or black pants in my apperal. It's real lax though, and of course money making Beckett is thinking of more ways to expand attention to the place. The more money i bring in for the company the more money i make, and thank god this isn't mcdonalds, burger king, or any other fast food place where i don't see much more growth other than them just adding the managers special.
For now i will enjoy my time chilling and spend some time going over the menu, and listening to music.
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