How Belle is Life: June 2011

Monday, 27 June 2011

My Life - Episode Three

Well people this is it, a brand new chapter. No more are the days of a half past six start for the dreaded monotony of school! Now it's chilled long mornings in the sunshine, days of lounging watching movied with friends and loverboyJose and evenings spent giggling the nights away with semi-drunk middle aged men in the pub.

Home
Home is so chilled. I get up when I feel like it. Usually after nine or ten since I don't get to bed till 12 most working nights. Then I get some form of tastytoast and sit out in the sunshine for an hour or so working on my tan and catching up with the news by the radio.
Nigel gets home in the early afternoon and mum joins him at about 5 when I'm getting ready for a shift at 6. Soon they'll be going away on holiday and I've been given a one-time pass to have Joe stay over for the night when they are gone! Then Rachael's coming home soon so the house will be filled with her laughter once again. AKA I will hear random bursts of BWAHAHA at half two in the morning.

Work
I'm so sad! I finally broke my first glass today! I was cleaning and a magners glass on the other side got dislodged and lept off, shattering. Still I hold the longest no-smash record since I went a good 5 weeks without anything. Then when I was bottling up, carrying two baskets of filled bottles through, my shoe got caught and I had a heart stopping moment when my foot came out of my shoe, I dropped both baskets, one bottle smashed and I fell bare-foot onto it. Luckily I wasn't cut on the bottom of my foot - just a few scratches on my ankle that are barely there. Still, It was absolutely frightening. Bianca the waitress found me on my knees wiping up spilt coke and was sympathetic. Usually people only drop the one but waitresses often have a tumbling tray which is far more terrifying so she understood bless her.
Work has been generally quite predictable. Slow on Friday, Busy Saturday and stone-cold-dead on Sunday. Next shift is tuesday evening and should be a breeze.

Away
Lots of stuff coming up! Leachy's birthday party tonight where I'll be rocking down with the usual guys. Then Tuesday daytime I'm invited to Preet's Funeral/Leaving Party. At last. Bless her, she forgot that she hadn't invited me and then felt bad. Sweetie. Wednesday Joe's meeting me from work to then keep me company during the night since my rents are gone! Then thursday It's the official pub quiz night which I hope everyone can make it to. Friday my sister is home and I get a brand new laptop and I'm probably working the whole weekend. Oh and since I'm doing around 30 hours this week I'll be getting near on 150 pounds in my next pay check.SQUEAL I've never felt so flush. My savings account is plumping up nicely.

Sunday, 12 June 2011

My day - Episode Forty Seven

Well I was woken up at half nine by a preset alarm so I could have a loungy morning before work. Had feta cheese and salami with my toast this morning and felt all european. Then it was off to work.
I should probably tell you more about work. I'll break it down.
On the bar there's not many of us in one go, usually two or three a night. Today it was me and Tommy. Tommy is shaven-head, peirced tattooed but so lovely. Then there is Tom who was around who is mousy, blond and currently a bit ill. There's also James who I saw briefly today. Absolutely nuts, shaggy hair and bottle-glasses - we chat too much. There is also Perks, who I saw today as well at the shift swap. He's ex-army cocky and typical 'bloke', still he's alright. The only other girl is Charlotte who lives down the road from me. Also small she's blonde and very girly. You know, doesn't like getting sauce on her hands when plate cleaning. My boss is Steve and he mills around, helps with the bar when we flounder and panic. He's hard to read. Has a stern look but actually quite easy going - just stressed mostly.
In the resturant there's all girls. There's Shirley (older, two kids, red hair and crude), Mileigh (blonde, double of charlotte), Daniela (glasses, nerdy but nice), Vicky (Tommy's girlfriend, bit chavvy but funny), Ariel (young, sweet, reminds me of mermaid), Engla (spanish? mature, quiet) and The tall ginger model-girl whose name evades me. There's probably more I can't remember. Not to mention the kitchen staff. There's a blonde girl in there, A dark haired guy, one white haired moustached guy and a grey haired loopy man. I never learned their names.

So that's basically who I work with. Everyone's really nice and we have a right laugh sometimes. We get a free carvery on a sunday early shift so today me Tommy, Tom and Shirley sat down to eat. Twas goood. The actual working side is pretty much easy, endless reams of glass collecting, cleaning and storing. Orders from people that can range from super easy "Pint of BLAH" to "I'll have a Sauvingnon Blanc, small topped up with soda in a J20 glass and three chunks of ice. And Lemon". Yes, I hate you people. I haven't yet broken a glass which happens really often. Three minutes into our shift and Daniela breaks one already and twenty minutes later Tommy broke one too. The mistakes I make are more misspours and spilling crap.

SO ANYWAY. After that ramble. I did a 12-4 shift today, had lunch and then came on home. That's been my day so far. Revision is going well but plodding along. Been neglected recently because I've been busy with four shifts at work in a row. totally dead now. Time to chill out with a terry's chocolate orange bar and a cup of tea I think. Cheers.