A Week Behind

Bartending
I’m moving up the food chain. Several months ago, I turned down an offer at work to begin management training to continue waiting tables. In the short term, I make more money serving than ‘shift leading’ and have more flexibility with my hours. With only a year ahead of me to live in Columbia, serving seemed like the best option. Since then, I have continued to look for different jobs throughout the city but met little success.
Knowing that I would likely be with Ruby Tuesday for at least the near future, I asked to begin bartending training-I received a crash course. After a newly highered bartender was…er…reemployed somewhere other than Ruby Tuesday, her Sunday shift needed opened up. After a brief (two hour) drink mixing session on Thursday night, I stepped behind the bar on Sunday for the most stressful, exciting, enjoyable and lucrative days at work in a long time. I survived the gauntlet and cannot wait to bartend more frequently as fall gets underway.

Blueberry Picking
In contrast to the highly masculine and sub-culturally praised position of bartending, I went blueberry picking with Kaytlin on Saturday morning. The hippy/earth-lover in me, and the company of my girlfriend legitimize my feelings of enjoyment from an early berry gathering. We met some friends, and their friends, and their friends (4 couples in all) and drove out to Chapin at an hour when most of my coworkers were still recovering from the night before. Ha. Between Kaytlin and me, we picked almost 8 lbs of blueberries. She kept them, but treated me to blueberry pancakes that night.

Cell Phone
To the chagrin of my brother and father, Friday marks the beginning of my life without a cell-phone. I set up my landline on Thursday night and cancelled my cell phone service. The adjustment has been smooth thus far (at least from my end). Not having text-messaging proves the most inconvenient aspect of the cell phone-free life; sorry Kyle. However, without texting, I find myself forced to call people when I want to connect with them and these conversations benefit us greater than a quick text ever could. I hope that I will continue calling those who are close to me while the transition to landline becomes increasingly normal.
I still have the same phone number. Please call me 