Working as a waitress

My 'First Friday' As A Waitress

José hates First Friday.


Friday, June 1st was my first "First Friday" as a waitress. What does this mean? Simply that I had a million and one tables to serve and messed up... a lot.

If you're not familiar with the term First Friday, it's basically the first Friday of every month when little towns offer discounts, live music and other things that bring people out. All of this is to increase business and give people more of a reason to go out to eat and shop. Well, my restaurant offered no such discounts and the only live music was the one you could hear from the other side of the street, but we still got the bombarded with business!

That being said, I have only been working as a waitress for the past two weekends. I walked into Carisma Mexican Restaurant on a Thursday and asked if they were hiring for the summer. The owner, José, was eager and said "Yes see you tomorrow at 5." And since then I have been working at this Mexican restaurant, with no training and two fellow employees.

As my fourth day as a waitress, I was excited about First Friday. More tables and more tips! My shift started at five and things were going fine, just like they did last Friday, until the kitchen got backed up. Note that I have only one coworker, there is one chef and seating inside, upstairs, and outside. So this was pretty hectic! José's in the kitchen slaving away, me and the other waiter were taking orders left and right. "Oh you need more water, sure I'll be right out with that," "You're ready for the bill? Ok I'll bring that right out," "Yes I can bring you some chips and salsa, sorry for the wait!" Everyone on our staff (all three of us) was in maximum overdrive.

Kids were asking for their chicken nuggets, couples were glancing toward the kitchen with impatient stares, large parties were going through complimentary tortilla chips like there was no tomorrow. One woman sent her steak back three times before she decided that she just didn't want steak.

Right when it was about to slow down, we had a table of 8 women come in for a birthday. Our restaurant id BYOB, and they definitely brought their own. This large party ended up being my table and didn't leave until after we closed. As they were packing their leftovers and leftover drinks, the birthday girl called me and the other waiter over, "Take a shot with us?" Of course we did, Feliz Cumpleaños!

Well, that was my First Friday. Pretty eventful, pretty fun, and a total learning experience. As a new waitress, I'm always learning new things, where the spoons go, how to make the guacamole, the words to the Spanish songs I listen to for hours. I love my job with Carisma and wouldn't trade it. And I'm kind of excited for next First Friday!

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Being a nanny Gave me so much more than just a paycheck

I'm definitely more than just a babysitter.


Three years ago, I was working for minimum wage at a daycare and dealing with screaming kids and complaining parents. Now, I love kids. I loved getting to watch them grow and learn. But I was desperately searching for something slightly different.

One of my best friends had become a nanny for the first time that year, and it peaked my interest. I could still work with kids, just not as many. I was sold.

In April of 2015, I started nannying then an 8-year-old boy and a 10-year-old girl. It was challenging. It was fun. It was different. But it was often kind of rewarding in a way. Now, as I write this in June of 2018, I'm watching those same two kids, now 11 and 13.

Being a nanny is so much more than you actually think. For starters, it's totally different than being a babysitter.

When you think "babysitter", parents go out on a Friday night and a babysitter watches the kids.

When you think "nanny", Monday through Friday after school, a nanny helps with homework, takes them to practice, and makes them dinner. But anyone who has been a nanny would tell you it's so much more than that.

Over the last three years, I've gotten to watch these two kids grow. I've gotten to watch them learn and succeed. I've seen them laugh. I've seen them cry. I've gotten to see how excited they were over achievements. I've seen them disappointed over defeat.

Actually, getting to be a nanny has given me more than I ever thought it would three years ago.

It taught me to have patience. I may have to ask them to do something more than once, but eventually they'll do it. I may have to example something more than once, but eventually they'll understand.

It taught me that kids don't always mean what they say. Sure, I've been told, "I'm the worst babysitter ever", or "I hate you." It stings for a second. But they don't always mean it.

It taught me to appreciate little moments, whether it's sitting outside together after school or hanging out on the couch when they're home sick. You don't get moments like that too often, so you have to enjoy them when you do.

It gave me the ability to multitask a lot. I could be making one dinner, while filling up the other's water bottle while they're yelling from upstairs where their uniform is. It also makes me wish I had another arm on multiple occasions.

But the most important thing being a nanny gave me was the opportunity to be a little piece of two incredible kids' lives. I've gotten to laugh with them, play with them, and cheer them up. I've gotten to see them achieve milestones. I've seen their amazing personalities grow and blossom.

Every time someone asks me what it's like to be a nanny, I tell them nothing short of crazy, but I wouldn't trade it for anything.

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I Didn't Get An Internship This Summer Either, So Don't Beat Yourself Up Over It

Man don't worry about it. It's all good.


What college advisors and success coaches will always tell you is that connections are everything, which is true in really any field you may be studying. They'll say also that internships are crucial in gaining new connections in order for you to jump-start your career and by the end of your four or more years in college, you'd have a job or something lined up by the time you get out.

That's what we all want in the end so we try to get a head start on trying to find internships everywhere, sometimes not even fully reading into what the internship entails and ending up with ones we don't necessarily enjoy. As a fellow student who just finished his first year of college, trying to get an internship before school let out was the only thing on my mind. Giving my resume out left and right, I believe I accumulated over 15 internships that I applied to, but as you can guess by the title of this article, I didn't obtain any. Either I was denied, the position was terminated, or I straight up didn't hear back, and it sucks, but it's ok.

For everyone else in the same boat, don't beat yourself up about it. We only have one year down and most businesses don't take freshmen anyway. We're 19, maybe 20, years old. We're still young, thus we don't need to have to try and jumpstart our careers so soon, we still have a lot to learn. 3 more years of undergrad is a short time, but there's a lot to be learned between now and then.

What I say is go back to that part-time or seasonal job you had and make some good money. Unless you found an internship that pays compensation, not a lot of them pay well so go ahead and walk around your local mall with your resume under your arm and hand them out to any store you want too. This summer is your's for the taking so just because you couldn't get an internship, doesn't mean you can't still make the most of it.


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