So I finally got a bartending job! I'll be starting work at DiNolfo's Banquets, which is literally just down the street from my house, this Saturday. I'm super excited and so nervous I could puke, but you have to start somewhere, right? I'm probably going to be really slow at first and nervous but I'm hoping to make a good impression and I have to brush up a little bit on the basic drinks and stuff. I will probably be carrying my note cards in my purse just in case and I have to go out and buy a new pair of black dress pants and a white tux shirt and a black bowtie and black vest. The manager said it would be fine to just wear a white shirt and black tie the first night, so that's what I'm going to do. I also need a good pair of comfortable black shoes, like tennis shoes or gym shoes. Gotta spend money to make money, I suppose.
My parents also just got back from their trip to Europe today. I've been watching the house and the dog. Got a lecture about having people over... Which is pretty much bullshit, considering I am 22 years old, not 16. Stupid shit, blabbermouth sister... Whatever. I should be happy damnit. With some luck and savings, I want to be able to move out this coming winter into an apartment in DeKalb, even if I do have to live by myself until George's lease is up on the house. I will start applying for internships and design jobs after I graduate, but for now, bartending it is. I'm still deciding whether or not to go do my masters right away or to wait... I'm a little torn on the matter.
Regardless, for now, I have a job, I'll have some semblance of cash flow, and I will be able to be a little more independent. How my sister was married and already pregnant at my age really throws me. I mean, I still feel barely like an adult. I played hide and seek with my friends for my birthday for fucks sake. Maybe it's just my generation but I totally don't understand how people could marry so young or even think about kids.That isn't to say that I don't know what I want out of my life. I personally hate kids, which no one seems to understand and says I'll 'outgrow it'... Um, weren't you pregnant at my age? Didn't you 'know' what you wanted? The lectures really have to stop, seriously. I may be young, but I still am an adult, even if I sometimes don't act like it or still want to act like a kid. I'm enjoying my life and not growing up too fast.
I went on a rant... I apologize. I'm going to go take some cold meds and watch some tv since I can't sleep.
