Interesting, reading the first post about life on the line...Here I am, December the 7th, back on the line. I am distressed over this due to the lack of cohesion in the crew. Of course this is all due to the fact that I am the newbie here and not used to the menu, the location of product and the execution and presentation of the plates. I am feeling very discouraged over all of this. But, there are priorities here. Number one. I want that damn motorcycle on the road and I am, for all intents and purposed, out of money! But, I am done with and fully paid for, probation!!!! So, yea!!!!!
I will see this through and I will not allow myself to get so discouraged. I can do this and once I learn the ins and outs of this job, I will do it well. Enough for them to trust me...I wish for repoir and cohesiveness. Maybe we'll get there, maybe we won't. If not, I will just wash the damn dishes!!! I really wish I could just stay home, but staying home will not get the bike on the road. That is priority. period.

There's something that's just so damn satisfying as being parked in a reclined lawn chair, slathered with #4 suntan lotion, sweating out weeks of accumulated toxins while adding some color to a fall tired body, fatigued by lack of sunshine, while watching the sun move quickly through it's southern low arc...All this while reading Jack London's short stories of life in the Yukon during the gold rush.