The slightly freezing rain was falling and it was cold and windy. But then the delivery truck pulled up behind Founders and as we unloaded the new Catacombs foosball table the sun begain to shine.
Yeah, the new table is here. It kicks ass. Its like something out of a Star Wars movie. We spent a few hours this afternoon setting it up and then me, Matty, Eb, and Timmy went head to head to inaugurate it. Its amazing...rubber bumpers, shiny black playing field, high-tech goals (no more having the ball roll out of the pocket after a score), and even cup holders.
We are all happy men...
Yeah...I quit my job at Mt Vernon today. Rather, I put in my resignation today. My last day of work is Wednesday. I'm pissed that I had to do this, but I really didn't have much of an option.
First of all, thinking they were coming a step closer to whatever grail they are seeking, the management decided to change the server uniform. Specifically, they ordered a bunch of new shirts which have the name of the restraunt and server on the front. A nice touch...sure. Except that each shirt cost $17 and they require each server to own 5 of them. Not only that, all the shirts must be professionally cleaned, an estimate of $8-10/week for cleaning alone (that's almost $500 for the year!). Now, its not too bad for some of the people who work there, all employees of more than three months get two free shirts. However, since I've only been there one month, I get jack squat. Basically, they were requiring me to spend almost $100 (on top of the $100 I've already spent on my uniform) plus cleaning expenses just so I can work there for another month before I take off for the summer.
Second, I'm completely fed up with the management of that place. The boss would be an ok guy if he wasn't my boss. As it is he walks around like the place is a pre-Civil War plantation, with him as the master and us as the slaves. He demands excellence and then tarnishes it himself by handing out freebees to all his friends. As if that isn't sickening enough, his second and third in command are sisters fresh out of Columbia who can hardly articulate in English. One is the restraunt's accountant, the other is the manager. Just picture it...
Third, (and stemming off number two) I'm sick of being what is tantamount to the management's bitch. Granted, by nature food servers are supposed to take a certain amount of crap, but I'm tired of it. Tonight was the second time I've been sent home on a night I was scheduled to work, and not because of any fault of my own. Its because those stupid women scheduled too many people to come in...and I got the short end of the stick. Not only that, I've been cut and switched and rescheduled enough to make myself dizzy just thinking about it. The concepts of scheduling and communication are completely lost to these people.
So yeah, it sucks but I had to end it. I'll miss the pay rate which was really good considering the fact that the job was part time. And I'm also going to miss alot of the other servers I worked with...and the bus boy. He wasn't really a bus boy at all, more like a baseball team's utility player.
I think when I get back next fall I'm going to apply at some of the places out at Hamilton Place. Someplace that serves alot of alcohol...better tips that way.
There is currently the beginnings of Covenant's annual "let's bitch at all the guys on campus since no one asked me to Spring Banquet" festival happening on the e-board. I'm also seeing traces of it here on the blogs, but its more isolated. This same argument occurs every single year (round three for me) and always at the same time of the spring semester. Let me quote:
1) My question is, what's the harm in asking a girl just for fun...no strings attatched, no weirdness after
2) I suggest a different mindset be taken...one of relaxed fun and one of loving each other as friends without strings attached.
3) every single one of you should be asking a girl unless you're mortally ill or have a huge test the next day.
4) my giddiness is why guys should take the initiative and ask girls. . . if they have the balls.
Ok, so that last one wasn't on the e-board, but it goes along with my topic so I wanted to throw it in there. Let's think about this. Any guy who's been to Covenant for more than a year (in most cases it only takes a semester, but there are isolated cases in which a year is required) knows that the women of this school are carniverous in nature. Every single year they complain that no one wants to take them somewhere with "no strings attached." What a load of absolute shite! There is no such thing as "no strings attached" on this mountain. I know this for a fact...we don't call it the marriage mill for no reason.
I realize that saying this may start some controversy, but its true. Be honest now. If some guy asked you to Spring Banquet and you said yes, that means that you are at least a little interested in said person (unless you are completely immune to the effect of hormones). Now, you (the lucky woman who was just asked to Spring Banquet) go back to your hall which is unavoidably full of women who are not only carniverous, but giggly and nosy as well. The immediate reaction to your announcement is squeals of glee and excitement. And you're off, the next few weeks are made up of a growingly awkward relationship forged with your date...and your hallmates are right there behind you asking you things about him. Pretty soon, things are blown out of proportion and one of you or both has a really crappy time at the dance and you are thrown your separate ways.
Now I realize that there may be isolated cases where two people are somehow able to avoid this. I'm happy for all of you who can pull this off. However, there is a fundamental thing that guys at Covenant begin to realize after a relatively short amount of time. We don't want to ask someone to go anywhere unless we are certain that things are going to work out. I'm not saying we are all looking for a wife when we ask someone out, we just want to have a good time. With that in mind, I'd like to suggest that the only way to really have a good time at an event like Spring Banquet or Kilter is to find someone you are interested in who also happens to like you. Get over the "no strings" thing...if that phrase even has to be said then you know you've got problems. Picture it:
"Hi, I'm Jonathan Steele and I want to ask you to a $20 dollar dance party...but I don't want to have any strings attached to you afterwards. Actually, I don't even have enough money for two tickets, so would you mind buying yours?"
This is what Covenant women are suggesting as an ideal course of action. I can't think of any guy at Covenant who I am aquainted with who would even consider following that guideline. Its just not realistic. I've got too many friends who tried to do the no strings thing and they just ended up getting roped, collared, and then ruined.
The first girl I asked to Spring Banquet is still my girlfriend. And just to give you women a glimpse at a male perspective, I knew without a doubt that she would say yes if I asked, but I was still so nervous I almost didn't ask her. We started dating a few days later and had an awesome time at the banquet. Same story for many people I know. Which brings me back to my point. You women who are complaining about not being asked out...you all need to shut up. If you really want to get asked out you had better get yourselves out of your little shells and start expressing interest in someone. Believe it or not, guys like it when girls treat them nicely (that whole hard to get thing is overrated) and its not all about the guy taking initiative. If you all aren't willing to meet us halfway (or at least a third of the way...for pity's sake), then you had best lower your expectations.
I'd also like to add that I write this for the sake of people like Jimmy "The Phillipino Orphan" Rafetto. THINK OF JIMMY GIRLS! That poor kid will never even get kissed if there isn't some sort of compromise. :)
With that said, I'm out.
I got a cell phone today. It rules. Its a Motorola phone, but under a Verizon plan. I'm really happy...new toys rule. Now I just have to resist the urge to download lots of different ringtones. Its harder than you might think.
Oh yeah, I'm not going to post my number here, but if you think you might have some reason to call me, send me an email and I'll give it to you.
So I realized that perhaps my last post deserved some sort of explanation. Mostly I was just having a tremendously sucky day. I'm still feeling some after-effects of having my wisdom teeth yanked last Monday (yeah...all four were impacted and I also woke up mid-procedure...the pain was terrible). My gums and molars are really sensitive and I've been getting headaches periodically throughout the week.
Add to that the fact that the new girl down at Mount Vernon forced me and Katie to stay almost an hour longer than was necessary and you'll start to get my frame of mind (yeah I was on the clock but at $2.13/hour I'm not exactly raking in the cash). This girl makes bricks look intelligent and she's one of the new managers (cashier/hostess person). She can't do anything except make life miserable for everyone who has to work with her. I know that probably sounds really mean, but it seriously is going to start costing people money if she doesn't begin to get things right real soon.
Anyways, I'll stop bitching now. I got taken advantage of by Dr. Foreman's American Literature mid-term this morning, but I was expecting that and I got my first essay back with an A on it so that works to counteract the pain and suffering. Got my Linguistics mid-term back too and made a high B...should have been an A but I got sloppy at the end and forgot to enter the present tense marker from the morphology question. Stupid. Work went well this evening. I didn't want to go, but Katie wouldn't let me call in sick and I ended up making around $12/hour. My tips have been getting consistently better of late...that makes me happy.
Right...currently running on 8 hours of sleep in the last 48. Gonna go crash for awhile before my 8am photo lab. Cheers.
My head hurts like a mofo, the new girl at work should be flipping hamburgers somewhere, and people who don't know how to drive need to stay the F*CK off the road.
Yeah...I had a wonderful day. Time for school to start again...