connielingus

In a week and a half I will begin bartending classes. Yeah, that's right, it's career change time again for me. I stumbled upon a local bartending school. The classes are short, sweet, and inexpensive. Fourty hours of training (spread out over a two week period) and I'll be certified, have lifetime, nationwide job placement through the school, and at least have SOMETHING under my belt.
It was time for some optimism in my life, and the fact that my average of 18% tips in less than a month will be turning into an average of 26% is sure as shit something to look forward to. The waitressing is just not cutting it, anymore, and the damage done to my spine from so many years lifting heavy trays is impossible to ignore. I feel like I'm fucking 80 years old.

Bartending isn't what I see myself doing forever, mind you. This will be simply a stepping stone towards affording the schooling I REALLY want to pursue (esthetics). Something to tide me over that is a little bit more profitable (and hopefully a lot more enjoyable) than serving.

Good timing on my part with the spur of the moment idea to do this, too. As it stands, I'll be needing to make new living arrangements by March or April. Don't have a game plan for where I'm going or what I'm doing when that time comes, but at least I'll be a bit more financially stable.

As far as Halloween goes, I'm living vicariously through other people's plans and costumes. The closest I'll be getting to festive is renting a few good slashers. I miss the Friday the 13th marathons they used to show every year on tv, maybe I'll watch a few of those.



Also: how is it that I just tasted pineapple upside down cake for the first time, today? Holy crap that stuff's good.
*drool*