official

tomorrow, i officially become the blue haired waitress. i begin training at barnaby's www.barnabyscafe.com. after four days they will decide if i am quick enough to pick up shifts. and i will decide if i can handle it.

i am racked with anticipatory anxiety but its okay because i can be anxious tonight. tomorrow, though...

but i feel comfortable and happy in the restaurant. the staff is super friendly. they think i'm funky. between them and my therapist i'm gaining some twisted sense of reflected identity, albeit very different than the sex nerd persona i'm so accustomed to.

but wish me luck and break a leg and i'll remember to pour coffee away from customers and smile when i serve my first slice of pie.

now i return to my flashcards so that i don't forget the list of available dressings or the make-up of the mixed greens.