Another College Blog

So I’ve been working at the new place for a few weeks now, and it’s pretty much exactly what I feared it would be. The transition from Mom's to this loud, high-energy sports bar has been jarring, to say the least. Back at the diner, it was regulars, pancakes, and coffee refills. No one was really looking at me. Here? I can feel their eyes on me constantly. The hair, the makeup, the outfit—they all do their job a little too well, which is both validating and completely exhausting. Financially, things have flipped. My base pay has shrunk, but my tips have absolutely exploded. You’d think that’d be a win, but honestly, it’s complicated. There’s something a little demoralizing about putting in a full week of work and realizing that  all I’ve really done is “earn” a very expensive new purse. Sure, it’s a designer bag and I look great carrying it, but I didn’t choose it. It’s just the kind of thing that gets expected of me now. Pretty girl, pretty accessories. Spend some time looking g...

  The new job is still waitressing, but like I said before the per hour is going to be lower and the tips will be higher. I'm not so thrilled about this arrangement and I'm the only waitress working there who isn't wearing sensible shoes.  People seem nice enough and Mercedes has introduced me to everybody, but I really am nervous about football games and other big crowds.  Of course the biggest that people will find out that I'm not what I appear to be.  I'm sure there will be updates.  There are more birthday pics, but I think Mia posted the most incriminating stuff and I had a feeling people would want to see the new uniform.