A huge thanks to all our friends at the hospital! But really, IT IS SO GOOD TO BE HOME :)
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
HOME!!!
That's right! My sweet baby sister is home from the hospital!
A huge thanks to all our friends at the hospital! But really, IT IS SO GOOD TO BE HOME :)
A huge thanks to all our friends at the hospital! But really, IT IS SO GOOD TO BE HOME :)
Saturday, July 3, 2010
I am now a BANQUET SERVER!!!
So I finally got a job! Somebody liked me enough after the interview to hire me! I know, I was shocked as well.
I have been to the JSMB multiple times in my lifetime and thought it was pretty, but never as complicated as it truly is. I have a whole new understanding of the building.
For example, when you are just walking around and looking at all the pretty things, it seems pretty quiet, right? Well, If you take a right into the backstage area of white corridors, you find that that is the farthest thing from the truth. Dishes are constantly being washed. Employees are walking here and there. The Bakery is in constant commotion. It's a different world back there.
Then all of the Banquet rooms- I haven't even worked in all of them yet. The Wasatch is nice because it has the biggest kitchen- meaning lots of room so the servers aren't on each other's toes all day long. The Empire has no chairs in the kitchen so you are on your own to figure that one out. I thought that the Bonneville has the smallest kitchen known to man, and then I worked in the Mezzanine rooms. I was wrong. Tight spaces for multiple servers. It makes a work day VERY interesting.
My favorite story from the last three weeks: It was a wedding luncheon and I was responsible for the farther most tables in the room. I was re-juicing the table and one of the gentlemen gets my attention. I walked over and he said, "See that man in the suit on the front table? That is the father of the bride. Go up to him and say, 'Sir, you look like you could use a Diet Coke. May I get you one?' and then see what he says."
Um, okay. So I walk over to him and recite my script. The man almost bursted out of his chair. "YES! YES, PLEASE! You are my favorite waitress ever!"
(Yay me! Thanks to whatever-his-name-is of course.)
When I brought the said Diet Coke, the mother of the bride looked so frazzled. She turned to me and asked if we had regular Coke. Poor parents that need the caffeine.
The only problem with this job is that I see all of this couples that have just been married for time and all eternity and they look so happy. It makes me wonder about my time and all eternity. And honestly, how I would handle my wedding luncheon :)
After all, isn't it all about me???
(jk)
I have been to the JSMB multiple times in my lifetime and thought it was pretty, but never as complicated as it truly is. I have a whole new understanding of the building.
For example, when you are just walking around and looking at all the pretty things, it seems pretty quiet, right? Well, If you take a right into the backstage area of white corridors, you find that that is the farthest thing from the truth. Dishes are constantly being washed. Employees are walking here and there. The Bakery is in constant commotion. It's a different world back there.
Then all of the Banquet rooms- I haven't even worked in all of them yet. The Wasatch is nice because it has the biggest kitchen- meaning lots of room so the servers aren't on each other's toes all day long. The Empire has no chairs in the kitchen so you are on your own to figure that one out. I thought that the Bonneville has the smallest kitchen known to man, and then I worked in the Mezzanine rooms. I was wrong. Tight spaces for multiple servers. It makes a work day VERY interesting.
My favorite story from the last three weeks: It was a wedding luncheon and I was responsible for the farther most tables in the room. I was re-juicing the table and one of the gentlemen gets my attention. I walked over and he said, "See that man in the suit on the front table? That is the father of the bride. Go up to him and say, 'Sir, you look like you could use a Diet Coke. May I get you one?' and then see what he says."
Um, okay. So I walk over to him and recite my script. The man almost bursted out of his chair. "YES! YES, PLEASE! You are my favorite waitress ever!"
(Yay me! Thanks to whatever-his-name-is of course.)
When I brought the said Diet Coke, the mother of the bride looked so frazzled. She turned to me and asked if we had regular Coke. Poor parents that need the caffeine.
The only problem with this job is that I see all of this couples that have just been married for time and all eternity and they look so happy. It makes me wonder about my time and all eternity. And honestly, how I would handle my wedding luncheon :)
After all, isn't it all about me???
(jk)
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