Always Something, Isn't it?
Warnings: Medical issues.
Since the last entry, I was let go of the bar job. Which sucks, but I get why I was let go. I was without a job for about a month to a month and a half before I found one at my local major airport. Same skill set at washing dishes, but there is that little bit of hope or prospect of moving up to doing more prep and less dish. Then from prep to line cook. The actual opening of the restaurant has been pushed back several times due to the county's health department and doing all the inspections and the like.
Everything had been pushed back until the inspections are done; and the now estimated "Opening" is this upcoming Saturday. I hope, once everything settles down and what not from the opening that I can try moving up to prep, then line cook. If that happens, and I manage to hold onto the job long enough, I can put in to be a trainer and travel to wherever they're opening up new places. It all depends on what happens this year outside of work as well.
Dad's been dealing with brain tumors (I highly suspect, though not 100% confirmed) that had spread from when he had lung cancer a couple years ago. The doctors have given him six months to live, even with treatments. He's currently in an in patient rehab, and after that he will be moved into a hospice. He had wanted to be released from the hospital (before the rehab) and come home before going into rehab. I don't know if it actually sunk in yet to him, even though he said that it'd be unfair to me and my sister if he came home and essentially ask us to rearrange/quit our jobs to take care of him.
So, yeah. It's always something. Things have been started and I know what needs to be done on my end that I shoulda been dealing with for years now. I guess I hadn't expected what's going on to actually be happening.
Since the last entry, I was let go of the bar job. Which sucks, but I get why I was let go. I was without a job for about a month to a month and a half before I found one at my local major airport. Same skill set at washing dishes, but there is that little bit of hope or prospect of moving up to doing more prep and less dish. Then from prep to line cook. The actual opening of the restaurant has been pushed back several times due to the county's health department and doing all the inspections and the like.
Everything had been pushed back until the inspections are done; and the now estimated "Opening" is this upcoming Saturday. I hope, once everything settles down and what not from the opening that I can try moving up to prep, then line cook. If that happens, and I manage to hold onto the job long enough, I can put in to be a trainer and travel to wherever they're opening up new places. It all depends on what happens this year outside of work as well.
Dad's been dealing with brain tumors (I highly suspect, though not 100% confirmed) that had spread from when he had lung cancer a couple years ago. The doctors have given him six months to live, even with treatments. He's currently in an in patient rehab, and after that he will be moved into a hospice. He had wanted to be released from the hospital (before the rehab) and come home before going into rehab. I don't know if it actually sunk in yet to him, even though he said that it'd be unfair to me and my sister if he came home and essentially ask us to rearrange/quit our jobs to take care of him.
So, yeah. It's always something. Things have been started and I know what needs to be done on my end that I shoulda been dealing with for years now. I guess I hadn't expected what's going on to actually be happening.
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