Saturday, January 20, 2007

Mr. Murphy, are you trying to seduce me....Part Deux...

Well, as you may know by now, I work in a sports bar. Whether you want to say this is a gay bar or not is up to you. I choose the location rather than the denomination. I have made many friends over the past months and can promise you that I have been desensitized to any possible homophobia that may have crept into my pores over the past years at my previous work. My new venue prides itself on originality and individuality with their staff and I have met a few. Anyways, it's about 9 months later and I have given birth to a new brood of staff, who all call me Mom. Unfortunately, I am bored again and wish to move on.
Funny how no matter where you work there are always people there who want the best for you. They may even do their best to help you out...And then, in comes Mr. Murphy again. Only this time he is a real person, not a LAW. He would love being a LAW but to no avail he is just another person in the industry, hotels (or 'Otels') as a matter of fact. He didn't really know me when I began but I realized I recognized him as my boyfriends old F&B Manager at my boyfriend's work. Anyways, as time went on and Murphy picked and chose people to work at the 'Otel', I noticed that he was dwindling the bar to just morons. I am having some issues with the managers that are left after two good managers left, but to no avail, I continue on my endless struggle for balance in my life. Little do I know it is not my work place that is inbalanced but 'something else'....ANOTHER BLOG MAYBE SOME OTHER DAY.
So the other day I see a site of a new sports bar where my old Bar Manager works. I am so delighted in it's look (exactly the same decor) that I begin to think I need a change. While working I mention this to Murph, and suddenly he wants my resume. I tell him I am definitely unqualified for the job; no papers, no schooling, just a lot of pub training. Well, this just gives him more motivation to get me to send him my resume. I tell him not to waste his time but he insists. "I'll expect it within a week", he says. Of course, I updated the damn thang in two days but I have been hesitant to send it for fear of failing a friend and such. He said the Chef would put me under his wing, but I am not sure if I even want to go in that direction!
So here I sit with Murphy's card in my pocket and a resume set to send to him and I am scared to jump of the cliff and hope I can fly. Funny how confident in my work I am yet when I get a good chance, I hesitate too much....
What will I do? Will I insult the people at work and leave them...Oh, how I love them so. Or will I just wait a bit too long and perpetuate the circle of doom forever?
Only time will tell....