And the Search Continues...

Warning: this is a really boring post practically unrelated to food

I woke up extra early this morning to get first "dibs" at the employment ads in the Epicure section the age this morning. I successfully spoke to 6 prospective employer: 2 will call me back the manager becomes available, 1 wants nothing to do with my inexperience and 3 asked me in for an interview today and/or tomorrow. I've been asked to come in a trial session tomorrow morning from 9am-10am, at 4pm and on Thursday from 11am.

The first place is this cafe near Spencer Street station whose clientele consists mostly of employees that work in the monster high rise building next door. I had a look at the people who work there and the kind of environment the place had. A few girls had piercings, there was some unnaturally coloured hair and the customers seemed to be enjoying their lunch break. The work didn't seem like it was going to be terribly difficult either. The only thing that got me a bit scared was that the hiring manager said that I have "to be quick with numbers". I can't really do anything apart from simple addition without a calculator. "Quick" and "numbers" or "math" are not words I tend to you in the same sentence. This one might be a toughie.

The second place, which would be my first choice, is a grimy, seedy cafe in North Melbourne whose clientele consists mostly of taxi drivers as the cafe is located at a taxi depot that share the same. The hours are flexible, the pay is "flexible" and the Greek women who interviewed me liked my name because it was exactly like a Greek name . The job requires coffee skills, of which I have none so it all depends on how long it takes me to make a proper coffee on my first day. I really don't want to have to go in for more than 1 unpaid trial period.

Just a few moments ago I received a call-back from a phone interview that I had earlier this morning for a pizza cook position. I suppose I was one of the first people to call today because after the interview I was told that there would be an ad in the paper tomorrow as well and that I'd be called if I was successful for an in-person interview. Well, I'm guessing that not many people called today or I was "successful" because I'm going in tomorrow for a face-to-face interview. Yippee!

My staffing agency called me to offer me two very undesirable shifts: one that would require 2 hours of total travel time, which I would not be getting paid for, and only 3 hours of work; the second one is at the Telstradome selling disgusting overpriced food for 3-4 hours during a football game. I declined the former shift.

If I'm not working by Monday, I will have to give my dear mother a call and tell her things are so "rosy" here in Oz. (sigh)

And finally, dinner. Basic tomato bruschetta with fetta & Pumpkin Gratin. Roated pumpkin + homemade bechamel sauce = a really good gratin