Oh my goodness, y'all. Training at The New Job is really, really daunting. There are over 300 menu items I have to be able to identify by sight, and whose ingredients I have to be able to list, and they all start to run together after the second hour. At the end of the week there's a three-hour exam that you have to pass before you can work (if you fail you get one more try and after a second failure you're fired), and I am starting to feel like I won't be able to do this. Which...well. For chrissake, I have a terminal degree...I feel like this should come a little easier to me, y'know?
Hi, I'm MFA Mama, and my new job is humbling the everloving SHIT out of me.
I keep thinking about all of my MFA Microlenders*, though. Not only is my family depending on me, but I also have all of these incredibly generous strangers who believe in me enough to help me get through this training. FAILURE IS NOT AN OPTION.
If anyone needs me, I'll be over here making color-coded flash cards and weeping over garnishes.
* About that. We're REALLY, REALLY CLOSE. I haven't sounded the all-clear yet, because I'm still concerned about how the next couple of weeks will play out (I have an entire week of on-the-job training before I'll be earning more than minimum wage at The New Job) and I still haven't figured out how Hotter is getting to his Transplant appointment this week. But I'm no longer hopeless. THIS WILL WORK. IT HAS TO! Thank you so much to everyone who has loaned and donated funds to make this week possible. <3