i moved to new york city on august 2nd, 2009. i used to bartend 3-4 nights and nanny four days each week, and this site chronicled those stories. i now bartend 2 nights, teach chess lessons to children most afternoons, and try to be a good neighbor. this site now chronicles my new life and my journey toward full-time mission work. have a drink. kiss a baby. send me financial support? follow the life and times of the bartending nanny. play like a champion today.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
the new gig at bamboo 52
it’s been nearly a month since i started working at bamboo 52. so far, it seems a good fit. i’ve been recently concerned that i’ve only been scheduled for 2 shifts a week, but an e-mail conversation with my manager this week assured me that i will soon see more shifts per week. he even said, “i value you as an employee.”
i don’t know why i’m telling you this. reading it back, i see how boring and trivial it is. i think i want to be honest, though, in this place. i don’t even know how much i care what you think of my posts. i’m not trying to make waves here. this blog started because i thought bartending and nannying to be an interesting combination of occupations by one individual. along the way, i’ve thought it might be nice to meet some fellow nannies, bartenders, or both through my writing here. also, the more i write, the better writer i become.
sometimes i write a rough draft for a post, but that’s rare. i can’t recall the last time i did that, in fact. i nearly always have a mental idea/draft before posting, but this is one of the odd times that i just decided to post without a plan.
the subject of “shifts per week” has made me think. i struggle with cynicism and negativity, but i promise i share these next thoughts with a smile. i am grateful for work, believe me, and get along with every coworker i’ve worked with at bamboo. my general manager is flexible and has had no issues with anything i’ve brought to him. the subject requires a discussion, though.
the fact of the matter is, when i was hired, i was promised 3 to 4 shifts per week. as simple as that sounds, after my first week, i began to see only two shifts with my name on them on each week’s schedule. and there wasn’t any warning.
again, i’m not upset. it’s actually funny that people can say one thing and do something else without any conversation of explanation. i’m sure my general manager (who writes the schedule) bears no ill will towards me, but i find it interesting. i’d be interested to hear your thoughts.
let me not be misread; i am immensely thankful to have work. i don’t care if i have to sling drinks for a number of years before i find what i truly love to do, make it big, or realize my dreams. i enjoy bartending very much, and i think i am finally doing it in a way that shows folks who i truly am while still finding it possible to perform well at my job. it’s wonderful when faith and hard work walk hand in hand.
okay. so come see me on a friday or saturday night, should you find yourself in new york city. i’d love to buy you a drink. thanks for reading.
