Thursday, November 11, 2010

Worst waitress dream. Ever.

So I get up and go into the kitchen (which is like our kitchen, only not) and most of one wall holds all the glasses and cups in shallow shelves. Only they're put away haphazardly. And then I realize they were put away dirty. And the dishwasher is full of clean dishes that have no place to go, what with the shelves being full of dirty dishes. And then I realize that I have this baby boy and I think, "WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING WITH AN INFANT!? THIS BABY IS NOT GOING TO GET THE KIND OF ATTENTION HE NEEDS! GOOD GOD, HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN!? Then I went out of the kitchen and into what turned out to be a very full restaurant. The only tables empty were those that needed to be bussed and there were people going to sit down at those as well. I already had a number of large parties who were waiting on their food, which was not forthcoming and there was no one to help. Also, there was this one guy, "a personal friend of the owner" who inserted himself into the middle of the rush, insisted that I bring him a filet mignon and lobster and then left it untouched because, as it turned out, it was not really what he was in the mood for. P.S. "I don't ever pay for my meals. Bill will take care of that." Some of my customers were very gracious and actually semi-bussed their table themselves. I mentioned to them that I had had many waitress nightmares over the years but this was worse than any of those. (This is definitely the first time I recall referencing my dreams within my dream.)

Then I woke up. Repeatedly. And each and every time, I knew it had been a dream and I endeavored to redirect my dreams to something else. Bob could actually do that. I, alas, cannot. So I dreamed that stupid dream ALL NIGHT LONG.

Now let me show you a trick I learned from that one time I taught AP Psych: The manifest content of my dream is that I was overwhelmed by my work situation. One could surmise that the latent content suggests that I am unsure, overwhelmed, or lacking in competence. One might guess that we've been slammed at the restaurant and I'm having trouble keeping up.(We haven't been and I'm not.) I believe the truth is quite simple: I am old and overtired. I went from 0 to 60 in terms of leisure to work and it is kicking my ass.

That being said, I am enjoying it thoroughly, making decent money, and very relieved to have found gainful employment. Also, I really enjoyed my sub teaching gig yesterday at South Anchorage High. I'll be working pretty full time at the restaurant until they hire one more server. Then I hope to settle into 3 or 4 days a week serving so I can still substitute teach. It really is nice being in classrooms with kids and also getting the vibe and the lay of the land in Anchorage High Schools.

I gotsta go to bed. Snoop Dogg was just on Letterman singing "Get the Funk Outta My Face." I believe that is my cue.

1 comment:

  1. I was just wondering today if you have got any more teaching gigs. Can't wait for them to discover how wonderful you are and get called in more! hugs connie