so, i started my job this week. i'm working in a kitchen for the first time in my life and so far, so good. we started Monday with orientation of the club (it's a summer joint, so all the staff did orientation together), i had Tuesday off, then worked the rest of the week. i was hired on as a daytime dish washer, but by Thursday (my third day of work) i was promoted to evening salad chef. i have no experience at all and literally just started in the dish tank on Wednesday, but i guess they think i'm kinda ok. so, i got a raise, a new uniform (chef's jacket and pants instead of dish washer garb), better hours, and i have people working under me... people who have been doing this for a couple years. well, i ain't skeer'd, so this summer should be a lot of fun and hopefully i'll get a ton of experience and a good job reference when i leave.
also, i'm convinced i need to move to Vegas at the end of the summer. i was afraid of the drugs (i LOVE drugs, like L-O-V-E drugs, like i want to marry them and have their babies), the alcohol, and the women, but i think i can handle the pressures and get down to business. my dad's host at the Venetian/Palazzo- one of the highest paid, most well-respected, and juiciest hosts in Vegas- told me last time i was out there that he thought i could make him look like an amature, and while that's humbling, it's also motivating... when i was fawning about whether or not to go out there, he told my dad he was "extremely disappointed" i might not be making the move. it appears to be a golden opportunity to really do something with my life and have the support of some seriously influential people (people who seem to want me out there more than i want to be out there), so i'm trying to take this as seriously as possible and really plan everything out.
so, maybe the 6000 sq ft house, 6 car garage (full, of course), pool, hot tub, a closet full of designer suits and AirForce 1s, and enough money to wipe my ass with isn't so far-fetched afterall...
apprehensively stoked... but stoked, nonetheless.