I've been working at the cafe now for two weeks and I'm still enjoying it but the hours just aren't enough so I'm on the hunt for another part time job and I think I've found one. The job is a sleep in support worker two nights a week-Friday and Saturday 8pm-8am at £24 a night. The job involves answering emergency calls and nothing else. Sounds perfect and just what I need to top up my earnings.
I am also setting up my own little business for Ebay. I'm not going to divulge just yet my intentions business wise in case I jeopardise myself before I've even begun. All I'm prepared to say is that it has cost me twenty pounds to set up.
I've finished the book I was reading-The Invisible Girl by Peter Barham the daughter of the late Debora Ann Barham who at the age of 26 died of heart failure from Anorexia. The book is different from what I normally read though I'm not a conventional reader only having interest true stories of Anorexia. Debora Barham or Debs/D.A Barham was a highly intelligent sadistic comic writer. She wrote for every type of media from magazines and newspapers, to television and books, what ever the media she Concord it. What makes this book differ from others I've read is that the story is told by her father Peter Barham rather that the Anorexic themselves. It's more heart wrenching to read a father's story of how his beloved and successful daughter starved herself to just over four stone and died alone in her London flat.
A quote below is D.A Barham's version of the lords prayer via Tesco.
Our cashier
who art at Tesco
Sharon be thy name
Thy customers come
Thy tills be rung
On Sundays and in the week
Give us this day our daily bread
(only 35p for one large loaf down in price for all this month)
And forgive us our pushing past a pensioner to grab the last cream horn
As we forgive who leave a jar of fish paste on the cake shelf just to annoy us
Lead us not into temptation
(Although chocolate Hobnobs have 50% extra free and after all are too good to resist)
But deliver us the six-piece patio set we bought on impulse
within 28 days or our money back
For thine is an open shop, the deli and in-store bakery
For six hours each Sunday
Amen.
D.A Barham.
The book really touched me at how isolating being an anorexic is and that by wanting myself to be isolated is related and not me being retarded.
May she rest in peace at her burial in London.
Fallen-Angel x
Friday, April 11, 2008
Tuesday, April 08, 2008
Mansion Cafe
I started last Wednesday, technically should have been Tuesday but I didn't answer my phone or return the call to the agency.
I just didn't feel like talking that day.
The cafe is small with nine tables inside and four outside. The serving area is small but well organised just like the tiny kitchen of which I've seen bigger bathrooms! The walls are yellow and it has the distinct air of a fine eateries.
The food is organic, free range, fair trade and all home made on the premises which means none of this processed junk the type you take from a box and stick in the oven or deep fat fry like many eateries and many people do at home. We don't even have a deep fat fryer.
No chips for you!
The cook and boss is a lovely lady who looks after her staff and customers so well ensuring everyone is happy and pleased something you don't often come across. She prides herself on her work and it's well receive via all giving great positive feedback of her cooking and rightly so.
Other staff are really nice, friendly and helpful though there aren't many of them as the cafe only requires two front of house staff.
A typical day starts with me sorting out the display fridge and preparing the various salads after making myself a cup of tea. Most mornings are very quiet with only a handful of customers most only wanting coffee.
The coffee-well that's a whole new trick for me! There's regular filtered coffee, decaf, espresso, cappucchino, Americana, mocha, frapie-mocha-boca-thingy coffee and more! I'm still in a state of confusion about this coffee thing and how to make any of them! I think I've mastered espresso, cappucchino and obviously filter but the rest might as well be in Greek for all the sense it makes to me.
I'm learning, slowly but I'm getting there.
I serve the customers, take food orders and make some, take money, waitress though not much and help keep the place tidy.
Time flies between twelve thirty and two thirty when all of a sudden everyone comes in and orders meals.
I get quite a lot of perks working in the cafe; free drinks, any drinks, any meal I want for lunch, cigarette breaks when I want and I go half an hour early so I don't have to wait around forty minutes for my bus but I still get paid till the end of my shift.
The job is permanent if I want it which I think I do.
Fallen-Angel
I just didn't feel like talking that day.
The cafe is small with nine tables inside and four outside. The serving area is small but well organised just like the tiny kitchen of which I've seen bigger bathrooms! The walls are yellow and it has the distinct air of a fine eateries.
The food is organic, free range, fair trade and all home made on the premises which means none of this processed junk the type you take from a box and stick in the oven or deep fat fry like many eateries and many people do at home. We don't even have a deep fat fryer.
No chips for you!
The cook and boss is a lovely lady who looks after her staff and customers so well ensuring everyone is happy and pleased something you don't often come across. She prides herself on her work and it's well receive via all giving great positive feedback of her cooking and rightly so.
Other staff are really nice, friendly and helpful though there aren't many of them as the cafe only requires two front of house staff.
A typical day starts with me sorting out the display fridge and preparing the various salads after making myself a cup of tea. Most mornings are very quiet with only a handful of customers most only wanting coffee.
The coffee-well that's a whole new trick for me! There's regular filtered coffee, decaf, espresso, cappucchino, Americana, mocha, frapie-mocha-boca-thingy coffee and more! I'm still in a state of confusion about this coffee thing and how to make any of them! I think I've mastered espresso, cappucchino and obviously filter but the rest might as well be in Greek for all the sense it makes to me.
I'm learning, slowly but I'm getting there.
I serve the customers, take food orders and make some, take money, waitress though not much and help keep the place tidy.
Time flies between twelve thirty and two thirty when all of a sudden everyone comes in and orders meals.
I get quite a lot of perks working in the cafe; free drinks, any drinks, any meal I want for lunch, cigarette breaks when I want and I go half an hour early so I don't have to wait around forty minutes for my bus but I still get paid till the end of my shift.
The job is permanent if I want it which I think I do.
Fallen-Angel
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