Mmmm. Jenna and I are at a lovely new Internet place, very busy with delicious coffee.
I had my first shift on Saturday at the nightclub and I really didn't get any training at all. I was basically thrown to the wolves on the busiest bar night of the week. The club is huge; two floors with two bars and about ten bartenders serving at all times. There are also a number of floor staff who do bottle service and that sort of thing. So after not being trained, within fifteen minutes of my arrival customers started pouring in, asking me for drinks from left, right and centre. I was put on a busted till, and didn't know where to find anything to boot.
But I actually started to get into a steady flow of serving drinks, rejecting numbers from drunken eighteen-year-olds, taking money, giving change. It was quite fun, actually, and I enjoyed working under pressure. I think the main thing is that everyone who goes out to a club wants to have fun, so I didn't have too many problems with belligerent customers. What I did have a problem with was understanding what on earth people were asking me for. The Scottish accent is not an easy one to understand on a good day, let alone in a noisy bar with a drunken slur attached to it.
I must say, my first bartending shift ever went fairly well! Except for one little slip-up, by taking a shot bought for me right in front of the head bartender. No one told me I'm not allowed to drink on the job! (Next time I'll be sure no one's looking.) (Kidding.)
Monday, March 31, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Woot.
I have a job, wooot!
I have a bank account, wooooot!
I’m going to see my favourite band in concert in Glasgow, woooooooot!
It’s a gorgeous day, everything is coming together and I am happy. Even the construction workers cursing outside my window at 9am can’t bring me down. I just shout back in my sleep (though they can’t hear me over the hammering.) We’ve met so many nice people lately, we’ve gone salsa dancing with them and we’ve gone walking with them. I love that Jenna has all this time off so we can hang out, do stuff, eat hummus and pretzels. And we laugh, oh man. I couldn’t have done this trip with anyone else.
Are black currants hallucinogenic?
Outrageous.
Life is goooood.
I have a bank account, wooooot!
I’m going to see my favourite band in concert in Glasgow, woooooooot!
It’s a gorgeous day, everything is coming together and I am happy. Even the construction workers cursing outside my window at 9am can’t bring me down. I just shout back in my sleep (though they can’t hear me over the hammering.) We’ve met so many nice people lately, we’ve gone salsa dancing with them and we’ve gone walking with them. I love that Jenna has all this time off so we can hang out, do stuff, eat hummus and pretzels. And we laugh, oh man. I couldn’t have done this trip with anyone else.
Are black currants hallucinogenic?
Outrageous.
Life is goooood.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Our New Roomate
I’m sorry we haven’t written in awhile, but are very busy and important people. I’ll give you the updates:
1) My foot is still being a jerk and still hurts. I called my insurance company to see what’s covered in my travel plan and they said x-rays and visits to the GP are cool, so that’s what I’m gonna do I think. Go to a clinic and get a referral of some sort. I owe this advice to my brilliant cousin Rowenna.
2) Jenna’s working hard at her job, which she hates. But her boss loves her because she is perfect and gorgeous and is pretty much allowing her to choose her own schedule. Anyone else have a hint of jealous rage? …Just me then?
3) I’m still unemployed, but I want a job because money is somehow being siphoned out of my account… who’s doing that?!?! I’m sending out tonnes of CVs every day and have had a few interviews, but no luck thus far.
4) Funny story of the day: Last night while trying to sleep, I hear a rustling in the corner of my room. Sitting straight up in bed, I squint in the dark and what do I see? A mouse. Yes, an arrogant little shit who causes me to scream, and my scream causes him to run straight under my bed. I freeze in terror, unsure of what to do… do I leave my room? What if the moment my foot hits the carpet he decided to run out at me? So I call out at Jenna to come in and save me. I call again, nothing. “Jenna you had better get in here RIGHT NOW! HELP ME!!!!” She’s clearly in a coma, so I call her cell phone three times, all the while frozen in the dark, petrified of the stow away under my bed. Finally, after no reply, I leap to the floor and run for the door, leaving my bedroom light on, hoping that will keep mousey from exiting from his hiding spot. I jump under the covers with Jenna, who is surprisingly calm after hearing we have a new roommate and we try to fall asleep with the intention of setting up mousetraps in the morning. Just as we’re starting to doze off, we hear more rustling. The bold little guy is now in Jenna’s room, and proceeds to run under her bed at the sound of our screams. Jenna leaves and returns with a Tupperware container, confident that she will catch him. Her attempts fail, and we relocate back to my room around 2:30am and finally get to sleep. We still haven’t caught him, but once I set up the 1000000 mousetraps I’m buying, I’m sure he will be no more.
5) That is all I can think of for now. I miss you all! Don't forget to update me on your lives too, I feel like this is a very onesided relationship ;)
1) My foot is still being a jerk and still hurts. I called my insurance company to see what’s covered in my travel plan and they said x-rays and visits to the GP are cool, so that’s what I’m gonna do I think. Go to a clinic and get a referral of some sort. I owe this advice to my brilliant cousin Rowenna.
2) Jenna’s working hard at her job, which she hates. But her boss loves her because she is perfect and gorgeous and is pretty much allowing her to choose her own schedule. Anyone else have a hint of jealous rage? …Just me then?
3) I’m still unemployed, but I want a job because money is somehow being siphoned out of my account… who’s doing that?!?! I’m sending out tonnes of CVs every day and have had a few interviews, but no luck thus far.
4) Funny story of the day: Last night while trying to sleep, I hear a rustling in the corner of my room. Sitting straight up in bed, I squint in the dark and what do I see? A mouse. Yes, an arrogant little shit who causes me to scream, and my scream causes him to run straight under my bed. I freeze in terror, unsure of what to do… do I leave my room? What if the moment my foot hits the carpet he decided to run out at me? So I call out at Jenna to come in and save me. I call again, nothing. “Jenna you had better get in here RIGHT NOW! HELP ME!!!!” She’s clearly in a coma, so I call her cell phone three times, all the while frozen in the dark, petrified of the stow away under my bed. Finally, after no reply, I leap to the floor and run for the door, leaving my bedroom light on, hoping that will keep mousey from exiting from his hiding spot. I jump under the covers with Jenna, who is surprisingly calm after hearing we have a new roommate and we try to fall asleep with the intention of setting up mousetraps in the morning. Just as we’re starting to doze off, we hear more rustling. The bold little guy is now in Jenna’s room, and proceeds to run under her bed at the sound of our screams. Jenna leaves and returns with a Tupperware container, confident that she will catch him. Her attempts fail, and we relocate back to my room around 2:30am and finally get to sleep. We still haven’t caught him, but once I set up the 1000000 mousetraps I’m buying, I’m sure he will be no more.
5) That is all I can think of for now. I miss you all! Don't forget to update me on your lives too, I feel like this is a very onesided relationship ;)
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
So, I begin this blog with a cafeinated head and a warm heart. Mom and dad are here at last. As we sit in our worn beige train seats I have two thoughts...
Thought one: This is the most ghetto train I've been on yet...why would they choose this yucky colour of beige with this not-so-contrasting brown. The view is pretty though and the sunlight on my keyboard reminds me that there are more important things to notice than the internal scenery of a London bound train.
Thought two: MOM AND DAD ARE HERE!
And yes, they certainly are here and I couldn't be happier.
When I went to the airport bus stop on Waverly Bridge I felt completely numb with anticipation. Although my pulse was racing and my adrenaline was singing "holy sh*t, holy sh*t, holy sh*t, my mind was completely blank. In my ..."calm" state I somehow managed to find myself on the top level of the double-decker bus right at the front. By the time I reached the airport I had both of my cute new Primark sneakers elevated on the front window and my stomach was rolling with
excited nerves.
Inner Dialoque
"All right, here we go. Now where the heck do I go...? oh, okay, ...Arrivals. That makes sense. Right.
Where are they?? Oh god, did I miss them? Maybe I will grab a coffee...no a juice. Coffee would send me flying right now.
...hmm, maybe I'm in the wrong spot. Oh sh*t, what if I'm in the wrong spot and they've been waiting here this whole time I've been wandering about like a loonie gulping down my smoothie.
I promised myself that I would loose my blonde tendancies when my highlights started to grow out...
I see dad's hair! Is that them down there?"
~Flashback~ I was in a mall and couldn't see mom, dad or steve anywhere...I was young so I did the most logical thing I could do. I looked for dad. I could always spot dad out in a crowd~We've always had this sort of unearthly connection.
I guess some things never change, no matter how old you get and that is a something that makes me quite happy actually.
I'm moving a little faster now..."I wish those friggin people would get out of my way so I could see something for goodness sake! Okay, Jenna chill out...just keep walking."
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, "keep going. Is that mom?! She's picking something up...oh turn around so I can see your faces. It's gotta be them. Is it them.
"Oh my god...it's them I think."
My pace quickens...it's hard to be completely sure because their backs are to me...
Dads hair, moms hair.
I'm running now.
This next moment is my favourite moment I've had this entire trip.
Dad looks up and sees me. Mom looks up and sees me.
And I see them.
I feel my home wrapping tight arms around me.
Now a train and sunlight. But the thing that warms me the most is having home away from home sitting right next to me in these worn beige train seats.
Home really is where the heart is.
Steve...I can't wait to have you here.
Thought one: This is the most ghetto train I've been on yet...why would they choose this yucky colour of beige with this not-so-contrasting brown. The view is pretty though and the sunlight on my keyboard reminds me that there are more important things to notice than the internal scenery of a London bound train.
Thought two: MOM AND DAD ARE HERE!
And yes, they certainly are here and I couldn't be happier.
When I went to the airport bus stop on Waverly Bridge I felt completely numb with anticipation. Although my pulse was racing and my adrenaline was singing "holy sh*t, holy sh*t, holy sh*t, my mind was completely blank. In my ..."calm" state I somehow managed to find myself on the top level of the double-decker bus right at the front. By the time I reached the airport I had both of my cute new Primark sneakers elevated on the front window and my stomach was rolling with
excited nerves.
Inner Dialoque
"All right, here we go. Now where the heck do I go...? oh, okay, ...Arrivals. That makes sense. Right.
Where are they?? Oh god, did I miss them? Maybe I will grab a coffee...no a juice. Coffee would send me flying right now.
...hmm, maybe I'm in the wrong spot. Oh sh*t, what if I'm in the wrong spot and they've been waiting here this whole time I've been wandering about like a loonie gulping down my smoothie.
I promised myself that I would loose my blonde tendancies when my highlights started to grow out...
I see dad's hair! Is that them down there?"
~Flashback~ I was in a mall and couldn't see mom, dad or steve anywhere...I was young so I did the most logical thing I could do. I looked for dad. I could always spot dad out in a crowd~We've always had this sort of unearthly connection.
I guess some things never change, no matter how old you get and that is a something that makes me quite happy actually.
I'm moving a little faster now..."I wish those friggin people would get out of my way so I could see something for goodness sake! Okay, Jenna chill out...just keep walking."
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, "keep going. Is that mom?! She's picking something up...oh turn around so I can see your faces. It's gotta be them. Is it them.
"Oh my god...it's them I think."
My pace quickens...it's hard to be completely sure because their backs are to me...
Dads hair, moms hair.
I'm running now.
This next moment is my favourite moment I've had this entire trip.
Dad looks up and sees me. Mom looks up and sees me.
And I see them.
I feel my home wrapping tight arms around me.
Now a train and sunlight. But the thing that warms me the most is having home away from home sitting right next to me in these worn beige train seats.
Home really is where the heart is.
Steve...I can't wait to have you here.
Monday, March 10, 2008
Jenna's Parents are Here!
Jenna’s parents are here visiting, yayy! It was so nice to see some friendly faces from home; I was starting to feel very detached.
They arrived on Saturday evening and we ordered a very delicious take-away dinner of Thai, mmm curry. They stayed over at our flat that night, and checked into their hotel the next afternoon. I haven’t seen their suite yet, but apparently it’s very swanky and Jenna and I have plans to utilize the hot tub and pool area as much as we can... I’m sorry, am I making all you cold Canadians jealous? How are the snow drifts doing back home? (Can you hear me laughing at your expense?)
The next day we walked around and showed the parentals some of the sights. Jenna did most of the showing because unfortunately my foot is acting up again; I couldn’t do much. I’m actually considering going to see a doctor about it. I’m really starting to get frustrated. But anyways, that night we had a marvellous dinner at Biblos of Salmon and more curry after which Jenna and her parents headed off to bed (and I stopped at the hostel to watch a movie with the peeps.)
Today is a rainy depressing day, so I think Jenn, Zeev and Alan are coming over to watch a movie. Stay warm my loves! Miss you.
They arrived on Saturday evening and we ordered a very delicious take-away dinner of Thai, mmm curry. They stayed over at our flat that night, and checked into their hotel the next afternoon. I haven’t seen their suite yet, but apparently it’s very swanky and Jenna and I have plans to utilize the hot tub and pool area as much as we can... I’m sorry, am I making all you cold Canadians jealous? How are the snow drifts doing back home? (Can you hear me laughing at your expense?)
The next day we walked around and showed the parentals some of the sights. Jenna did most of the showing because unfortunately my foot is acting up again; I couldn’t do much. I’m actually considering going to see a doctor about it. I’m really starting to get frustrated. But anyways, that night we had a marvellous dinner at Biblos of Salmon and more curry after which Jenna and her parents headed off to bed (and I stopped at the hostel to watch a movie with the peeps.)
Today is a rainy depressing day, so I think Jenn, Zeev and Alan are coming over to watch a movie. Stay warm my loves! Miss you.
Friday, March 7, 2008
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Happy 21st Danny Boy!
On Saturday Jenna, Steph and I took the train into Glasgow to go shopping. Primark is the greatest store ever, its three floors and we only spent five hours there. I didn't even see everything in those five hours, but I definitely made a dint in my wallet.
That night, even though we were exhausted, we went out with Amy and Marco to a bar on Cowgate where we ran into a few of our other friends. It was fun, but never have I felt more like a piece of meat than I did at that bar. So we left early, and on the way home some guy tried to grab Jenna inappropriately while she was at the bank machine, so I had to slap him in the face. Also, we witnessed some naked, gay wrestling, but I won’t get into that… it was an interesting night to say the least!
Today is our friend Daniels birthday so we’re having people over to our place (surprised?)Happy b-day, you crazy Aussie!
That night, even though we were exhausted, we went out with Amy and Marco to a bar on Cowgate where we ran into a few of our other friends. It was fun, but never have I felt more like a piece of meat than I did at that bar. So we left early, and on the way home some guy tried to grab Jenna inappropriately while she was at the bank machine, so I had to slap him in the face. Also, we witnessed some naked, gay wrestling, but I won’t get into that… it was an interesting night to say the least!
Today is our friend Daniels birthday so we’re having people over to our place (surprised?)Happy b-day, you crazy Aussie!
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