Coffee Club

I got my first ever job! I'm only 15, but because its privately owned they'll still employ me. Its a small cafe, called the coffee club; as the title suggests. I started yesterday, its a Saturday job. I wasn't nervous at all, but now that its done i'm not looking forward to the next time at all. It was a total disaster, and id honestly advice anyone i know to never eat in their. Its the type of place that picks things off the floor to put on the plate, or picks the burnt bits off with his fingers, not to mention the fact I didn't see the cook wash his hands once! My job involves taking peoples orders and telling the people in the kitchen, then taking their food to them and once their done, clearing the table. It sounds so simple and for the first and last couple of hours it is. But for the hours inbetween i hate it with a passion. The people who go there are old, or have things wrong with them and i cant understand what they are ordering! They kitchen staff send me to all the wrong tables with all the wrong food and people return it. Its horrible. But i get £40 a day which is pretty good right? Im going to go back for a few more weeks and see how i get on, if i really hate it, i'll quit but at least i should give it a go.

I also got 90% for KU, and 95% for RE in my maths general prelim! Im so proud of myself. Ive done all the essays i need to do for english and i've made my subject choices. I've been revising nearly everyday but somehow still making time for my friends. I've gave my dad a second chance(or third? fourth? whatever..) since him and Steph split up, and i've stayed at his new house. Somehow i just feel so much more mature these past few weeks.