This is me!

Bras!

Hear ye hear ye! fellow people in the clothing industry be you student, successful, rich and famous, can i ask of you all please to consider big busty woman who are working class with their on natural grown breast need lovely bras too. And inventors in the textile business please can you invent white material that will never gray? I ask you this please as a big busted student in part time work needs good support from white bras at work. I picked up a bra that once was white, the style of a granny bra. yes i said it the bra with no wire or padding, that goes out of shape after wearing only once, to wear under my shirt at work. Shocking I know. lucky the front is covered by a black apron and the back is only the shirt covering. so now i have to go to a shop and order in some new white bra’s. The style granny’s, as that is the only style you would mostly find in my size.

Random Rambling

OK so today was alright managed to get to uni little bit late but least I turned up. Tryed to do a patch pocket but it kept going wrong. Had to have a coffee break but lets just say coffee at the uni is eww and hot chocolate is for a treat (when I am focused doing work) so I mix the both by getting a Mocha (most expencive but hey tastes alright). And well needed a suger rush so got a berry and white choc chip muffin nom nom.

Dont you just hate it when your bored of listerning to the rumble of the class so you stick on your mp3 and *beep* low battery gnah hate it, well thats what happend to me. That just reminded me going to find the usb for it. Right its pluged in and charging will be ready for tomorrow. Tomorrow will be designing and sketchbook work. Sketchbook work was one of my strong points in college but as in my last post things have been crap, so I have lost intrest in all things I was good at.

Sod’s law

So at this moment in time my life is falling to pieces. I am falling way behind on course work that I have had a letter though the post about a module of mine saying if you don’t turn up you will be asked to leave!!. So yes it is my fault I haven’t had the energy to do anything, and not go to class. I feel stupid about that. The reason I haven’t been in is my dad has just under gone a major heart op, and my mum she is disabled. The two weeks I was first off was the fact that the hospital my dad was in was quite a distance away and the visiting times were stricted, so I was off to travel to and from hospital.

Then when he got out I didn’t want to leave parents alone, to back that up last Monday I was at the psychologist (depression) and my mum was taking our dogs out together (which we keep telling her off for due to both pull) we have steps at the front door and well the dogs pulled and her head was on the last step and feet on the top, a foot more and she would of been spiked on the low fence we have round the small garden. Well my dad heard her yelp and ran out to see what happened. (We live in an area where there is always someone around due to a shop and car park) Sod’s law this day the car park was empty of people and the shop was closed, so my dad who has just came out of hospital ran up and down the street looking for someone to help. There was no one. I got home and they were in the living room. Dad told me what happened and he was knackered due to running, my mum burst into tears and started saying she was useless, gave her cuddle saying your not useless. I was going to go in to uni after my appointment but due to the incident my mum was in agony so she couldn’t drive. I took the day off and now has placed a mini phobia in my head about leaving them alone.

During all this I still have been going to work. I think that it is because my work is in the same town as home unlike uni which is about 20 - 45 min drive (depending on who is driving), and due to the fact I am planning a holiday with mates and need to pay for it. Work has been going fine, I’m a waitress in a hotel. Trust me being a waitress is not how it looks, it is difficult, we make it look easy but there is pain to it. Silver service = sore arms. The main part of the meal is served on the plates but the veg is not you have to cradle it between elbow and hand on one arm and two spoons in the other hand to use as “tongs”, go round the table asking each person what veg they would like. Simple for small tables between 1 and 4 persons, but when it gets to more then 4 people the plate you are holding is bigger and heavier, and you need to work fast due to the veg will go cold and the customer wants to eat.

A good thing about being a waitress. It puts you off food. Well it does for me. since I started my job I have lost a stone and dropped a dress size. YES!!. The food looks and smells yummy but its the fact of watching people eat. You have to keep an eye on the tables for people who have finished.

A little fact I hate people watching me eat and I hate eating period! if I could live without having to eat I would. You may not think that by looking at me but the reason I am big is due to the unhealthy relationship I have with food. Although I am getting better with food, soup is my fave, starting to eat breakfast (eating in the morn yucky).

Anyways back on subject waitressing. The people I work with are a mix, Polish, Spanish, Scottish, South African, funny, rude, interesting, fit, friendly, a right mix. There is two people who I work with that are brilliant clicked instantly with them. The two girlie’s who taught me what I know about being a waitress. And give me a boot up the rear when I need it. The guys in the kitchen are a right laugh, they make the waiting around for the food go quicker, I always walk out the kitchen smiling.

I like working when there is a good amount possibly around 40-100 tables in but not big tables of more then 4, see above for reason. Plus I get panic attacks when its too busy. The nights when there is about 40 or less tables go slow but least its an earlier finish time. I love working breakfast as there isn’t really much to ask the customer and remember. Although seeing the plates at the buffet get full so there is a mini mountain on them then the customer only eating half, selfish, disgusting, and I bet they don’t even put that much on their plates at home.