Friday, January 14, 2005

jobe update.

today the owner of Bea One called my cell phone. i just missed the call as it took me a bit to wake up and get out of bed to answer it. well i check the message the boss left then decided to call her back. she answers and my voice is still groggy. she's like, did you just wake up (it's 11:30)? i said "yea. sorry." it really didn't bother her too much. she told me how no serving positions were available because several others had applied before me. i was thinkin in my head, wtf jimmmy. she goes on to ask if i like to cook. i said yea, i'm up for anything. i assume this pleased her. she tells me that she wants me to be jimmy's helper. so basically i'm going to be a sushi prep chef. haha i rule.
she asked me to come into work and talk over lunch. score. i go there and we shoot the shit for an hour and a half. she's a young owner, i think she said she was 25. she opened her first restaurant at age 19. 19! well, she asks me about my goals, and things i'd like to do with my life. i tell her and she likes what she hears. she asked me how long i was going to be in school for. i said probably 2 years cuz i'm a junior but in sophmore standing or something. well, to sum things up, she wants me as an intern. she wants to train me in every part of the restaurant. she told me that she's looking forward to working with me and that hopefully we might work together in the future on other ventures. she's looking to expand and is looking for partners and such for future endevours. so i have a job lined up for the summer, for the rest of my schooling (she wants me to work all 2 years) and potentially wants to work with me once i graduate. a new concept restaurant is what i expressed interest in (she liked it. no loved it.).
i start work tonight. she told i was going to start at $7.50 an hour. not too shabby. i can't really complain. then after she told me, after like a month i'll give you a raise. WHAT? haha wtf. i haven't even worked a single day and she already is talking about giving me a raise. me thinks this job is gonna kick some ass. me also thinks i'll get sushi out of the deal. crap yea. she could just pay me in sushi and i would be content.
i'd like to thank God and my parents for making me korean. i'm going to re-emphasize the fact that i got this job because i'm korean. i got a fuckin job because of my mother fuckin race! KOREAN PRIDE. KP! AHHH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

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