the first hour was a delicate process... making sure i poured a pint without too much foamyness, finding out the prices of every single little drinkie (still not sure about most of it to be honest) and working out how to work the tills properly. i was a little bit nervous to say the least... particularly since this was the first time i had ever ever worked in a bar and it was friday night in freshers week. you could say that i was stuck firmly in the proverbial deep end.
but it ended up being a lot better than i had initially expected. i met some lovely co-workers who were very patient and encouraging with me. not at any point did i have a breakdown and walk out. and the 6 and a half hours flew by rather quickly. all in all a rather good first shift. my next is on thursday... the eve of my birthday.
yes it is my birthday this friday. i normally love birthdays. like to make them last as long as possible. birthdays should always be happy times but i am beginning to wish that i wasn't getting older. it would be nice to live in a world where a birthday wouldn't automatically entail an increase in digits. alas. we cannot have everything. so i shall continue to love birthdays for all that they are.. and not start to worry about the increasing digits until i start to ask for oil of olay for my birthday. hopefully times will never be that desperate.
so although this is short i must go and do some uni work for now. but i promise... i shall not be one of those fairweathered bloggers. and my next blog will be ever so much more interesting too, i hope.
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