Undulating waves of excitement and mystery

Today was a rather rough day. I had to wake up at 6am this morning to get to work for 8am. My temp assignment was out in the suburbs -- Oakleigh to be exact. I miscaculated the amount of time it would take to get to the other end of the CBD by tram and missed my train, which caused me to miss my bus, which caused me to arrive late to work. It's also in a different zone, so I had to purchase an entirely different pass on the bus as well. The work itself was mostly washing dishes, although I did make sandwiches and wraps in the morning. Either way I had to accept the assignment being that my current employer has cut 2 of my shifts this week.

I've been thinking non-stop about this Friday and how important of a day it's going to be! I'm actually quite glad I have the bit of experience I do working at my current job during the busy holiday period because I've witnessed first hand how people turn into monsters when things get stressful. I don't know whether this is true for all situations, but what I tell myself is that when I get yelled at, they aren't yelling at me as a person, but at my actions. I'm prepared to get yelled at a lot this Friday. I'm expecting it to be quite tough, but I feel that having this sort of expectation will benefit me in the end. Things are usually more difficult that we could have ever imagined or nowhere near as bad as we had imagined. My first day on the job things were definitely more difficult than I had imagined; that was because it was my first proper time in a commercial kitchen.

I'm meant to go out to an Italian restaurant with a few friends this Friday. It will be a night where I drink to celebrate my victory or to drown my temporary sorrows. Either way, it will be a drink well enjoyed...