A Curious Girl: Trial Shift

Hello! My trial shift went really well. It's amazing how much more confident I've become around people (the assistant manager asked me if I was scared of the customers! I said "no" in total honesty). Finally some of that irritating shyness is going away. Uni has been good for me :) Not to mention my old job. (Old job. How Weird.)

I didn't find out if I got the job, but I got the impression that it was highly likely as 1) the assistant manager, Russell, asked me questions about how it went and my answers were all positive, and honestly so, 2) he said he'd talk to Lee, the manager, and assured me it would probably be fine, 3) Ruth, one of the people working on the deli with me, told Russell I'd been very good, 4) afterwards I was sitting with Mum and Dad and we ordered ice-cream - Russell offered me a little taste of one flavour, telling me 'You'll have to get used to all these' and 5) I can do the job! Hooray!

I was working with Ruth and Sarah on the deli - they were both very friendly and gave me lots of advice, plus the supervisor (whose name I forget) was happy to help me out when I was a little stuck. The food there is so expensive, but it's mostly genuine Italian, the only things that aren't are things like tea :) Afterwards I got a coffee to take outside and the guys doing it wouldn't take my money, said I could have it for free. That was really sweet. Before I'd felt so daunted, but when I walked into the staff room, I suddenly felt excited. A new place, new people! There are probably people I'll miss from my old job (Kim, Kerry, Georgia, Adgie, even Jim, cheeky git :) ), but I can always go and visit them, there would be something rather lovely about actually enjoying a buffet lunch as a customer.

It's funny, when I was sitting outside, waiting for my parents to finish dinner (they were sitting in the restaurant part, it's a restaurant too, but I'm not waitressing! Somehow I feel rather relieved, although I figure I might want to change later) and was reading my Bible, this guy called Pasquale (I think) came out and started chatting to me. He's mad, but nice. He saw what I was reading, and, though I know this probably sounds bad :) I didn't feel at all embarrassed, even when he asked me if I was like Dot Cotton (lol). I don't usually feel embarrassed anyway, it's just a reminder of how I used to read it kept well down in case people thought I was some kind of nutcase or moralistic hypocrite. I'm slowly getting used to the idea that in nearly all cases, it doesn't matter what people think I'm doing. It just matters what I'm actually doing, and the real reason why I'm doing it. They'll find out in their own time what I'm actually like. Thanks Keith for your good wishes :) Thanks Sarah Joy for the suggestion :D And have a Happy Easter everyone.

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