voyager

Next month is my 2 year anniversary at the sushi bar. It's kind of a big deal to me. I've never worked at any restaurant for more than 2 years. The closest I came to that milestone was at Tucci's. I have been a stagehand for over five years, but that's not a regularly scheduled, day in, day out, full time job. Sometimes I wish it was, mainly because it pays so much more.
So of course I feel restless. I'm used to shaking things up by now. I'll usually have quit or gotten fired by now, but no. The tips are part of the reason I can't leave. They're so much better than at Tsunami or even ITR. Plus I get that quarterly check for the rolls I created for the Brookside menu. Living 2 blocks away is the other reason that leaving is not an option.
I do think I'd be interested in a second restaurant. A part time job during the week, during the day, prepping in the back of some kitchen somewhere maybe. And less hours doing all you can eat sushi for so many clueless assholes. I once considered doing catering, but last time I asked Seth if he needed any help he said no. I wasn't really that interested anyway.
I'm not sure what I'm going to do. Summer is getting ready to start and I want to do some different things. I haven't blogged here much lately because I started writing on my blog novel again. It's over 25,000 words now. 50,000 is the goal, so I'm halfway there.
I could join the stagehand union. My dad said he's willing to pay the initiation fees, and I'd get an automatic $2 raise once I join, plus lots more calls. I should do that. What I'd really like to do is get a job down the street at the local fitness club, so I can work out for free. I could work behind the desk, checking membership cards and handing out towels. Clean equipment and rack weights, whatever. All I know is working six nights a week is getting pretty old and I'm getting ready to do something about it.