Change in Direction

Well, fall is here. School is starting up, and I am basically working at the restaurant every other Saturday. Not many hours, and hence, not much to write about. So be prepared for a bit of a change of pace. I want to keep the blog going, but just like life in general, the blog will have to change. Hope you stick around for the ride...

My Perspective

As sad as it is to admit, my life seems to mirror the TV show Scrubs (which is a blog I totally will start soon). Most of the time this trait pushes me towards self-pity with a large dose of self-deprecating humor. Often times it leads me to do less than smart things, because really, a show is made to be entertainment not to be a guide to life. However, I just watched the episode called "My Perspective." In it, JD, after being taped to a ceiling for two hours, realizes how to, for want of a better phrase, suck it up. He stops looking for others to take care of him through the shitty parts of his life. His perspective becomes one of shaking off the self pity and taking charge of his life. And that spoke to me. For most of the last three weeks I've been self medicating with copious amounts of alcohol, leaning on friends to listen to me whine, and in general being a self-pitying little bitch. No more. Sure, we have to go through that stage, the poor me, my life is in the crapper, etc. But just like in the Scrubs episode, if you look around, you see nobody has it perfect. And while my problems are serious to me, when looked at through a realistic spectrum, they are not all that bad. To be honest, I got it pretty good. We all go through degrees of sucky shit and most of the time we see the light at the end of the tunnel. So I'm done feeling sorry for myself, done drowning away feelings with alcohol. I'm done with the self pity.

Too bad it took a TV show to drop knowledge on my stupid ass.

On a separate note, Saturday night at the restaurant was great. We were one server down and crazy busy, but it was one of those times when everybody clicks. When it seemed like shit was going to fall apart for us in the front of the house, we pulled it together, and when the kitchen was in the weeds and about to fall apart, they pulled it out. In general, we rocked. A fun night, and I made lots o'dollars.

The summer of our discontent...

Well, holy shit another post! You thought I'd never get around to it. I have my excuses - this summer has been the hardest summer - emotionally speaking - that I've ever had. Lots of personal stuff that I can't go into since the blog is no longer semi-anonymous. Lets just say it sucked. And when I thought it couldn't suck more, well how-dee-do, it sucked more! On top of my roller coaster mental private life, I've had my hours drastically reduced at the restaurant. Everyone in the restaurant biz knows what getting your hours cut really means - they are trying to get rid of you. I'm not even sure why. I didn't have anything terrible happen at work with coworkers, customers, or bosses. My best guess is that Linda, the co-owner, has read this blog. Not sure exactly what part she didn't like, but the last time I worked, I definitely got that vibe from her. So, I work tomorrow for the first time in forever and I'm thinking I'll just make it my last shift. Stay tuned.