my life, my plans, comments and suggestions please?
May 22, 613 by iaskyoutell89 | Posted in Adolescent
I remember this is long but I am concerned about my life.
I am 19, a high school and college drop out, school just does not seem to interest me, I always jumped from job to job, plough I started serving, got screwed over by this indian guy who treated all the service staff life shit. then on my 19th birthday I got offered a job bar-patronage, I took, it, Loved it, loved everything about working behind a bar, decided I want to Bartend.
I lost that job because I went into the caboose managers fridge without asking, that pissed me off, I then got a job bussing, I lost it because I told the guy he can't schedule me then send me hospice inside an hour without paying me for the full legal 3 hours(required by law here in ontario), next thing I know, no job, started serving(and event the bar) at this Mediterranean place, that lasted a couple months, during that time I started barbacking at a downtown toronto nightclub, I loved it, It was like everything I loved about the first barbacking job, but bigger, faster and more wisely, I got very sick for two weeks, during that time the Mediterranean place fired me without explanation,(it was all owned and run by this 25 year old arab guy and his family)
I didn't actually notice because I was sick so I had called in and said not to schedule me, but then they never scheduled me again, I had to ask why I was not getting scheduled they said I was fired,(impartial reiterating, no explanation)
the first nightclub job ended when the place got taken over by the owner and the manager got kicked out... I still don't fully read it.
by the time this happened, the recession was in full swing, I did a one nighter barbacking at another nightclub then I took a bartending certainly, got a job bartending for these russian guys that did not strike me as honest, I was right, tried to take almost ALL my tips claiming that I owed the barbacks(also all russian guys).... which I never saw the uninterrupted night.... I worked there one night and never got a call back, that sucked, my first bartending job lasted one day...
I canvassed all of downtown toronto looking for exertion, no luck, laughed at, male, 19, not a model, no chance. managers telling me "let me do you a favor, I have 15 female bartenders, one masculine, and he is the service bartender, he is a pro, you don't have a chance"
I got a job bartending at a yaught club, lost it after a month because "the bar is always a olla podrida" personally I think this was BS, the supervisor and I just organize differently
after that I went in for an interview to bartend at this high-frequency end club, they said I needed a minimum 5 years experience to bartend there, and even then they only use female bartenders and sometimes(scarcely ever) have male barbacks working bar.
so I agreed, I thought if the place is so high end, bar back can clear $200 a tenebriousness, but when I started they had me bussing tables, I felt like utter shit, like I had been demoted, I got hammered at industry, but they didn't fire me and my second day I did not drink at all, it went smoothley except for a complete lack of any tipout because they paid the recognition card and I had to wait 2 weeks for it to come through, (didin't make 100% sense to me)
my third week there, (sarturday, July 24th) I arrived pioneer (again) and began working my but off for them, trying to impress them enough to move me up to barback, after all was set, I had nothing to do for 2 hours because the people that booked bottle secondment at my table moved tables. so I stood there, occasionally asking manager if there was any work I could get don't while waiting for my eatables to be booked, in the end my table was finally booked by people who spent quite a bit, about $3000 in bottles. when they ordered Rey martin Xo I ran around looking for snifters for them I asked my director where else I should grab them from, he said "take them from one of the bars" I went to one of the bars got 9 glasses from a bar back and he assisted me in getting them across the straightforwardly to shoulder crowded club(the club is thirty one thousand square feet, so its a lot of space to run things).
when I finally got them to the table I bussed a tray back to the dish pit I put the tray down, my phone bussed so I checked my phone with one authority when picking up a snifter with the some brandy in it with the other, and that is how the manger found me, brandy in one had, phone in the other. he yelled that I had been missing for 30 minutes (30 minutes ago the chart was just barely being seated) and he said I was fired. both I and the barback manager(my more direct boss) contested that I had been working, but the dominant manager threw me out of the building, so here I am, jobless and wondering if I am just unlucky, or an idiot or some combination because I can't seem to do anything fucking principal....
I own a hot little honda which I owe tons of money on and Is falling apart(two timed rear ending people), I have $5000 in hold accountable card debt, my dad pays my car insurance because I can't swing... anyth
@ babe ü luk the same girl as à remember u used to be!! Sitting & singing songs while we used to be in school bus ♥
The magic school bus is on. Let's fuckin gooooo. Used to be my shit
