The Holidays are the new Monday and Tuesday!

Tired Feet

So I’ve started a new job. Yes, I still have the travel column, I am still working on freelance writing, but, well, health insurance, social insurance and payroll tax all cost a lot.

What am I doing? Well I’m running around Swizzle Inn Restaurant in Bermuda trying not to break too many things and keeping everyone full on nachos and Swizzle.

Yes, I am a waitress and let me tell you I had no idea. It’s constant. It kills the feet. It requires patience unlike many things I have done in my life.

And that’s not one of the hardest things. Nope. One of the hardest is the schedule! And today is Monday, but it is also a holiday. Why? Because Christmas and Boxing Day were on the weekend.

But rather than enjoying the day off I will be donning my helmet and scootering my way to Swizzle Inn in Bailey’s Bay (i.e. next to the airport).

But I won’t be alone. I will be with other waiters and waitresses and maybe even shop assistants! What’s even crazier about working holidays now as a waitress, I also work random days.

I work Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays…hell I even work on Sundays! But rather than be alone, I will be joined by many people around the world.

Actually in most countries the actual work week runs from Sunday until Thursday. Of course not in Bermuda, America, Canada or Australia. Nope. I’m talking about Islamic countries.

Let me tell you last year while I was traveling around the world last year, countries such as Turkey, Jordan and Indonesia I had to get used to the fact that most people had Friday and Saturday off!

Yes, who knew? I didn’t either. The different schedule while I was traveling was something hard to get used to. My work week is so ingrained (Monday to Friday) that anything else seems strange.

So I guess as I head to work I will think of everyone in Islamic countries around the world. Oh and other waitresses.

On to the world of jugs of Swizzle and Burgers with Spicy Fries.