shavingryansprivates:

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Oh my fucking shit. So, at my current job, I wasn’t getting moved up to where I wanted to go. So I was kinda mad and I decided that I will just go and apply as a server elsewhere. Today, I talked to my manager as to why I wasn’t getting moved up and what I needed to work on. Instead of giving me an answer, he decided to move me up and I start training next week! As I’m going throughout my day, the other restaurant that I applied to called me and said they want to interview me for the server position. I’ve always wanted to be a server before I started the nursing program! 

I’m stuck now. Should I go to the interview to be a server and make $$$, or should I stick with my current job since I was moved up to take-out out of the goodness of my manager’s heart?

Either way, I’m giving myself a bad name to both companies… Someone help me!!!! 

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I am over this job completely. I am not appreciated nor am I every acknowledged for the excess labor that I was willing to accept for the sake of others. I have ‘food-ran’, done curbside orders, take drink orders for servers when it got extremely busy, I stayed 2 hours later for work just to take inventory for my managers, and I have stayed hours later for my co-workers when they were ill. I was hopeful that since I have worked at this restaurant for a year today, that would allow ample time for my managers to decide whether I am worthy for the take-out position. Unfortunately, that is not the case. The hosts hired a little under 5 to 6 months were moved up without hesitation. I am happy for them of course, but insulted nonetheless. 

I applied to this restaurant under the condition that I would not settle for the host position. I have stated this directly to each of my managers during my interview and each have agreed to what I said. And now look, I am the only host hired within my cohort that hasn’t been moved up.

I am DONE with this restaurant. I am DONE being unappreciated. I am DONE with my stagnant, and unfulfilling job. I wanted to be a server before I got into Nursing school since after, I would never be able to work once I started. It seems this is not the case now, as well as the future. I’m putting in my two-weeks, I’m getting the fuck outta my restaurant. Whoever wants a hosting position at my restaurant, there is now 1 spot open!

What I just read was beautiful. So beautiful is makes my heart ache, yet, it makes me hopeful. Just do you. It’s the advice I’ve been given every time I fall apart and its not until today that I realized that’s all it takes. This is a new story with a new cover, new pages, but same author. I’m eager to know what’s going to happen on the next page, but I know I must remain patient and savor every letter, every word, and every punctuation.