Asshats.... (rated PG-13)

Well, today had to be the most odd night I have had in a while.   Started off SLLLOOWWW, which was to be expected as it is the night before labor day and we have been having some AWESOME weather lately, so we all figured that people would be out at the lake rather than sitting in the restaurant trying to shove fish down their mouths.  We figured wrong.

Acclimating

Isn't it funny how fast one becomes integrated with a new staff?  I mean, when you first start out at a new restaurant, you are of course, the odd man out.  Nobody knows you, and you don't know anyone (usually).  This makes for an interesting first few days as you feel out who the 'cool' people are, who is boinking who, and the general pecking order of your new establishment.

Freedom!

"Well, what can I say...I'm just that good."  Thats what I said (to a few friends) when I was told last night that I was officially out of training -- one to two days earlier than most would have been graduated.  In fact, out of the three people who started when I did, I am the only one who got an early release.   Some would call that arrogance...I call it "doing what I gotta do to get the hell out of being a slave."

Oh, how things stay the same...

Well, today was the first day I was following someone.  My trainer was literally me at the other place.  Laid back, to the point, and not trying to dilly daddle on pointless bs.  Yes, the faces are different, the clientel is better, and the tickets are higher, but we still have the same people.

New is good!

So today was the first official day of 'training' at my new job, and I have to say, I think this is going to work out.  I was already offered the opportunity to train