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OK, so maybe not this weekend, but still. It's here. You know, that update?
Let's see...
Work is awesome. I work at Red Clay Cafe on campus. It's pretty much like a mall food court set up. There's three stores. Sweet Java Brown's, Tossing Greens, and Between The Bread. I've only worked there three days, but it seems great. For Wednesday and Thursday, I was pretty much in the kitchen the whole time, making sandwiches.
And holy HELL are they good. http://www.uga.edu/foodservice/menu/redclay.html
Check that out. It's the menu. It's full of wonder.
So, yeah, that's one of the biggest perks of working there is I eat anything from any of the shops for free. The general rule for the stuff is, "If you want it, make it."
Today, I worked in the salad place and did a litttle bit of register work. Nothing too terrible. I even got to make my own caramel macchiato in the coffee shop. Not great, but I got to work with one of those big espresso machines and I got to steam milk and all that good stuff.
The people are awesome. The guy that's pretty much taken me under his wing is Andrew. He's funny and he's got great taste in music. There's a CD player in the kitchen and, for now, we get to listen to whatever we want as long as it's not obscene. Off the top of my head, I know The Beatles, The Doors, Modest Mouse, and Queen have been on in there, that's just off the top of my head. There's also an older woman there named Sandra who gets into a verbal sparring match with Andrew every 10 minutes. It's all in good fun and often hilarious. Everybody in there is just laid back and nice. It's pretty awesome. AND FREE FOOD YESSSSSSSS.
Orientation. Jesus. I could go on about this for a while, but I'll break it down into two main things.
The videos they made us watch were on a scale of terrible I don't think many people ever get to see. There were two about the importance of washing hands and keeping clean and all that, and it was made to seem like an interview with two restaurant owners expounding on the virtues of cleanliness. Hack jobs, I say. Complete and devastating to the soul. These women were the worst kind of actress. The sub-par actress who gets smug in character because she feels she "knows the role" and is giving her best performance because this is "the one" bit of acting that could launch her career right out of Minneapolis and into the Hollywood Hills. One woman even had a whole backstory, a reason why she was so concerned with proper hygiene. Her grandmother or mother or something owned a restaurant and she worked there as a girl and the grandmother/mama/lady always told her one thing over and over that she has lived her professional life by. "And I will tell you that thing right now: *Let me show you that I am an ethnic actress, in case you didn't know spanishspanishspanish*" Whatever. Just bad. And boring. I'd have fallen asleep if I didn't keep getting my expectations for awfulness shattered again and again. I was almost in awe.
Now, the this-guy-on-the-ID-has-long-hair-THISCANNOTBEYOU,SIR incident. During orientation, we got a five minute break. I left to use the bathroom. The way the dining hall the orientation was in was set up, you can leave through a turnstile, but you can't re-enter without going through a turnstile. I did not know this. I return and see that I have to get in line with the crush of students entering for lunch. I jump in, get to the card reader and swipe my id. Nothing. I think maybe it's broken and put my hand on the sensor anyway. Nothing. I punch in the number on my card, thinking the stripe reader is busted. Nothing. I turn the card around, swipe it. Nope. Number again. Nah.
There's now a huge line formed behind me. I look desperately at the lady sitting behind the computer between both entrance turnstiles and smile.
"My card's not working for some reason..."
I hand it to her. She looks at the photo on the id. Back at me. Pulls the id closer. Inspects it. One eyebrow cocked, looks at me. Suspicion is written all over her face, but you can sense that she's almost eager underneath it to have perhaps caught a non-student trying to RAPE THE FOOD SERVICE SYSTEM NOOOOOO.
"You cut your hair?" She asks after a long pause.
"Yeah I cut my hair."
She gives me one last look and pulls out a scanner gun thing and reads the barcode on the card.
"You're not on the meal plan. Can't let you in."
"No, I'm not- I don't want to eat. I'm here for orientation. We've got a five minute break. I have to get back in there."
"Woah, now. Hold on."
She leans back and talks to some woman. We'll call her Sheila.
"Sheila! Is there an orientation today?"
"I don't know."
"He says he needs to get back in for orientation."
"I don't know. We need to ask Mrs. - oh there she is."
Finally! I think, someone that can clue these people in! Two women walk up and one of them is apparently somebody in charge, the Mrs. that Sheila was talking about. She can be Mrs. Braddy.
"Mrs. Braddy, is there orientation today?"
Mrs. Braddy pauses.
"Well, I don't know. *some other lady* is out of town and she usually runs them, so I don't think so."
"UM I HAVE TO GET BACK IN THERE GONNA BE LATE HEH HEH PLEASE FIVE MINUTE BREAK IS OVER" - Me.
As I'm talking, I'm pushing towards the two new women who have already begun to turn the turnstile.
"Oh," Mrs. Braddy says, "Oh ok. You weren't asking, you were telling! Ha ha! Go on in, then! ^_^"
As if I someone had a hint of a question in my earlier statements. SIGH. Anyway, got back late, but the lady running it only gave me a short look and fortunately I don't have to work for her.
This thing is getting way too long. Short bits now.
- Georgia beats Kentucky in an OT thriller, then goes on to beat LSU by 3 on a 3 point shot made with .6 seconds left in the game. HOT DAMN. Thank God I was there. That last place went banana nuts berserk. One of the best sports finishes I've ever seen live. Time to get excited about basketball. Hell yeah. Florida game next Wednesday. High probability of getting our asses kicked, but it should be fun.
- No idea where to start with the whole cosplay thing. I need to go to a clinic or something, a workshop. I want to do Adell from Disgaea 2, but don't know where to begin.
- Got new shoes. Converses. But not Chucks. No high tops here. These are like... skate shoe style. Low, comfortable. I like em.
- Swainsboro this weekend for SNL practice. Should be great. Get to see Swainsboro people again AND get to start working my way towards the stage again. Very exciting.
Think that's it. What's going on with youse?
Let's see...
Work is awesome. I work at Red Clay Cafe on campus. It's pretty much like a mall food court set up. There's three stores. Sweet Java Brown's, Tossing Greens, and Between The Bread. I've only worked there three days, but it seems great. For Wednesday and Thursday, I was pretty much in the kitchen the whole time, making sandwiches.
And holy HELL are they good. http://www.uga.edu/foodservice/menu/redclay.html
Check that out. It's the menu. It's full of wonder.
So, yeah, that's one of the biggest perks of working there is I eat anything from any of the shops for free. The general rule for the stuff is, "If you want it, make it."
Today, I worked in the salad place and did a litttle bit of register work. Nothing too terrible. I even got to make my own caramel macchiato in the coffee shop. Not great, but I got to work with one of those big espresso machines and I got to steam milk and all that good stuff.
The people are awesome. The guy that's pretty much taken me under his wing is Andrew. He's funny and he's got great taste in music. There's a CD player in the kitchen and, for now, we get to listen to whatever we want as long as it's not obscene. Off the top of my head, I know The Beatles, The Doors, Modest Mouse, and Queen have been on in there, that's just off the top of my head. There's also an older woman there named Sandra who gets into a verbal sparring match with Andrew every 10 minutes. It's all in good fun and often hilarious. Everybody in there is just laid back and nice. It's pretty awesome. AND FREE FOOD YESSSSSSSS.
Orientation. Jesus. I could go on about this for a while, but I'll break it down into two main things.
The videos they made us watch were on a scale of terrible I don't think many people ever get to see. There were two about the importance of washing hands and keeping clean and all that, and it was made to seem like an interview with two restaurant owners expounding on the virtues of cleanliness. Hack jobs, I say. Complete and devastating to the soul. These women were the worst kind of actress. The sub-par actress who gets smug in character because she feels she "knows the role" and is giving her best performance because this is "the one" bit of acting that could launch her career right out of Minneapolis and into the Hollywood Hills. One woman even had a whole backstory, a reason why she was so concerned with proper hygiene. Her grandmother or mother or something owned a restaurant and she worked there as a girl and the grandmother/mama/lady always told her one thing over and over that she has lived her professional life by. "And I will tell you that thing right now: *Let me show you that I am an ethnic actress, in case you didn't know spanishspanishspanish*" Whatever. Just bad. And boring. I'd have fallen asleep if I didn't keep getting my expectations for awfulness shattered again and again. I was almost in awe.
Now, the this-guy-on-the-ID-has-long-hair-THISCANNOTBEYOU,SIR incident. During orientation, we got a five minute break. I left to use the bathroom. The way the dining hall the orientation was in was set up, you can leave through a turnstile, but you can't re-enter without going through a turnstile. I did not know this. I return and see that I have to get in line with the crush of students entering for lunch. I jump in, get to the card reader and swipe my id. Nothing. I think maybe it's broken and put my hand on the sensor anyway. Nothing. I punch in the number on my card, thinking the stripe reader is busted. Nothing. I turn the card around, swipe it. Nope. Number again. Nah.
There's now a huge line formed behind me. I look desperately at the lady sitting behind the computer between both entrance turnstiles and smile.
"My card's not working for some reason..."
I hand it to her. She looks at the photo on the id. Back at me. Pulls the id closer. Inspects it. One eyebrow cocked, looks at me. Suspicion is written all over her face, but you can sense that she's almost eager underneath it to have perhaps caught a non-student trying to RAPE THE FOOD SERVICE SYSTEM NOOOOOO.
"You cut your hair?" She asks after a long pause.
"Yeah I cut my hair."
She gives me one last look and pulls out a scanner gun thing and reads the barcode on the card.
"You're not on the meal plan. Can't let you in."
"No, I'm not- I don't want to eat. I'm here for orientation. We've got a five minute break. I have to get back in there."
"Woah, now. Hold on."
She leans back and talks to some woman. We'll call her Sheila.
"Sheila! Is there an orientation today?"
"I don't know."
"He says he needs to get back in for orientation."
"I don't know. We need to ask Mrs. - oh there she is."
Finally! I think, someone that can clue these people in! Two women walk up and one of them is apparently somebody in charge, the Mrs. that Sheila was talking about. She can be Mrs. Braddy.
"Mrs. Braddy, is there orientation today?"
Mrs. Braddy pauses.
"Well, I don't know. *some other lady* is out of town and she usually runs them, so I don't think so."
"UM I HAVE TO GET BACK IN THERE GONNA BE LATE HEH HEH PLEASE FIVE MINUTE BREAK IS OVER" - Me.
As I'm talking, I'm pushing towards the two new women who have already begun to turn the turnstile.
"Oh," Mrs. Braddy says, "Oh ok. You weren't asking, you were telling! Ha ha! Go on in, then! ^_^"
As if I someone had a hint of a question in my earlier statements. SIGH. Anyway, got back late, but the lady running it only gave me a short look and fortunately I don't have to work for her.
This thing is getting way too long. Short bits now.
- Georgia beats Kentucky in an OT thriller, then goes on to beat LSU by 3 on a 3 point shot made with .6 seconds left in the game. HOT DAMN. Thank God I was there. That last place went banana nuts berserk. One of the best sports finishes I've ever seen live. Time to get excited about basketball. Hell yeah. Florida game next Wednesday. High probability of getting our asses kicked, but it should be fun.
- No idea where to start with the whole cosplay thing. I need to go to a clinic or something, a workshop. I want to do Adell from Disgaea 2, but don't know where to begin.
- Got new shoes. Converses. But not Chucks. No high tops here. These are like... skate shoe style. Low, comfortable. I like em.
- Swainsboro this weekend for SNL practice. Should be great. Get to see Swainsboro people again AND get to start working my way towards the stage again. Very exciting.
Think that's it. What's going on with youse?