First Dinner Service

I'm going to skip over the last few days because they were pretty unexciting. It was mostly just sitting listening to the same rules and regulations again and again for about 6 hours and then eating in the cafeteria and going to the employee pub at about 9 or so for a tall boy of PBR. I also learned that either I suck at pool or the people here are really good at it. I met a ton of people, it feels like freshman year of college except that I do have to "hey mister" somebody for a beer. 

But today was the first time I was actually doing my job "for real". Tonight was the "shakedown" which is like a trial run for the Food and Beverage staff. Essentially, we split into two groups and the first serves while the second dines, and then we switch. As a server assistant, my job is to keep h2o's filled and buss tables, which might seem kinda easy, but I have a million little things to do as well like garbage and restocking plates and glasses and settings. Additionally, I suck at folding napkins. Despite all this dinner service went off without a hitch. I didn't spill or drop a glass. Also, I made $6 even though tipping wasn't required. I have tomorrow off, so I'm going to celebrate at the pub with a Rye Old Fashioned!

I don't expect this blog to be as regular as Old Faithful...

I've never been a contentious blogger. Even when I had to do this blog for school I tried my damnedest to ignore this thing. But I guess a story needs recording, so here follows a record of my year working at the Old Faithful Lodge in Yellowstone National Park.

Really, I felt very melancholy the last few days in Bozeman. It was a weird feeling being happy for my friends that graduated or moved on to better things while at the same time wishing that they had all failed so they could hang around with me another year. Additionally, packing all of my stuff into a car seemed way too familiar to be completely healthy. The night before I left I didn't get a very good nights sleep. I tossed and turned and ended up watching some Whose Line Is It Anyway? until about 2am at which point I fell into a dreamless sleep for about 5 hours. I hit the road at about half past seven. The scenery flew past my windows on a two lane highway for about 50 minutes until I spied Gardiner and a whole busload of people in line for employee check in. I waited in a warehouse for 2 hours until I got my papers even checked, and another hour and a half before I was actually done with the process. but I was meeting some people, a couple of them turned out to be my roommates but I didn't know that at the time. It was honestly pretty awful though, a myriad of lines and my photo being taken for the ID. I managed to get some reading in while I waited. Then I grabbed a Sub sandwich and motored to Mammoth, where I was subjected to the first of many orientation torture sessions. All I remember from that particular one is that employees have been boiled to death in thermal springs, and that I could be killed by a Bison, Bear, Elk, Wolf, or even a weasel if I got within 75 feet of them. Then I drove south to Old Faithful, and checked in at the housing office. Room 131. thats all I got in me for the moment, more later.