first day on the job

oh my ... what have i gotten myself into? eight hours went by and i never sat down, never stood still, never stopped thinking, and didn't even talk to anyone. i have begun...

the ice cream machine doesn't like me ... everytime i touch it it spews ice cream everywhere. i can't remember to use both diet cherry juice and diet Sprite for the Diet Cherry Limeade. and there are two blue drinks that are actually different, but i keep making the same one over and over. i get busy making drinks for one order, but when i look up there are seven more and then i get lost.

when orders stopped for more than two seconds (which wasn't often, by the way), i filled ice, cups, lids, and limes. well, i should say i tried to fill those items. the minute i returned from the stock room with cups i had more drinks to make.

does it ever stop??? *sigh* i'm tired.

i was told i did much better than i think i did, especially compared with others' first days. but then again, i do have some experience to fall back on, even if it was 13 years ago. i still feel unsuccessful for the most part though. but that's just my perfectionism talking i guess.

my schedule is going to be busy and tiring. i hope i can survive. i think it'll go something like this... monday, thursday, friday, and saturday: 9-5; tuesday: 9-8; wednesday: 4-close. sunday: off. if i'm counting correctly, that's about 51 hours. and no, that doesn't include a break or lunch. for some that's a piece of cake. for me, at this point, it's an entire cake with a couple of tiers and layers. i hope, with a little time, it'll get easier again. today, as my feet and lower back ache, i'm fearful.

i have to remember my first days in Guatemala and how hard and impossible it all seemed. after 5 weeks or so i was feeling a bit successful. hopefully Sonic won't take that long.