Today started off with me running late for my "interview". luckily I only arrived a couple of minutes late and nobody seemed to notice. I really like getting the LRT (train) over the river, its a wonderful view. Even better yesterday evening as the sun was setting.
The idea today was that they liked me in the interview last week, especially my accent, but were a bit concerned that I had no direct experience of restaurants. They wanted to give me a chance so today they would show me everything I would need to learn and see how I cope, then decide whether to give me a job or not.
Its a really busy restaurant and seemed like it was full most of the time. I would be a hostess, greeting people, showing them to their tables, answering the phone and making reservations. Task one was learning the table layouts and numbering, which I think I managed, but that was just the beginning. Also part of the job is making coffees, plating up the desserts and decorating them, cleaning and setting the tables and countless other little tasks. I think I got to have a go at most things, it was fun and time flew. Before I knew it things were quieting down again and the lunchtime service was coming to an end. I've had three weeks of not wearing heels at all so I felt very tall and my feet were starting to ache a little, but everyone had been really nice to me. Then the manager said that they would like to offer me the job! She even bought my lunch for me (ginger beef - a Canadian/Asian dish). My first paid shift will be Friday, so this is going to be a very busy week. Looks like from now on I could be working six days a week (plus long run on Sunday), although it'll only be a few hours at the restaurant each time. Phew!
I left early to go to the Running Room for the Wednesday night hill session so that I could do some shopping beforehand, using my lovely staff discount. I get 50% off their own brand, which means I don't have to wait for sales like I usually do. I'm enjoying the hills much more now its cooler, and I met a girl who was on the same flight to Edmonton as me, is also here for a one year "working holiday" and is called... Aimee!
This has taken me ages to type as I've had to stop Oscar from trying to "help". He is still struggling to climb as much since he's had his manicure so makes me laugh by falling off things. He also got lost inside my duvet cover for a while. I keep promising to take photos but I still haven't got round to it, sorry.
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