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The Diary of Kaye

kayediary — Sun, 04 Jul 2010 05:45:49 +0000

“Nervous?” Jake said asked as I buckled in my seatbelt. “Yes, How do I look? How’s my hair? Do you think this outfit is okay?” I asked nervously. “Ha, Kaye, You’ll be fine just relax. I think Tim is there today too. He’s one of the managers that works there. All the girls think he’s so cute. I don’t know what they see in him, plus he has a girlfriend.” Jake replied, hinting not to fall for Tim. “Don’t worry, I have a boyfriend, and I am only concerned about getting this job now that I’m pretty much jobless.” I replied. “Matt was that hard on you huh?” Jake asked. “He was just upset I guess. You know, he cares a lot about me, I’m sure it wasn’t easy for him.” I replied. We pulled up to the restaurant and I immediately noticed the neon lights in the windows. As Jake parked I dazed into the restaurant and realized just how big of a step I was about to take. “Okay, We’re here, don’t be nervous, you’ll be fine.” Jake reassured me.

Jake opened the door for me and as I walked in I immediately felt like a fish out of water. “Hey Amanda,” Jake yelled, “Tim here?” “Hey Jake, Yeah, He’s in the back I’ll go get him.” she replied. I walked up to the counter and took a seat on one of the stools in front of the ice cream bar. I began to look around and saw all the different posters with how to make all the different drinks, Chatterbox had to offer. I could feel my heart pounding out of my chest with nervousness. “Hey Jake!” yelled a man walking up with a red collared polo with khaki’s. He was about 5’8 dark hair slicked back, brown eyes, and stocky. “Is this your friend?” He asked smiling at me. “Ugh, hi I’m Kaye.” I replied. “Nice to meet you Kaye, so Jake tells me you’re looking for a job.” he inquired. “Yes, but I have never served before.” I replied. As I looked at him I couldn’t tell what all the fuss was about. Here I was expecting to meet prince charming and he looked like average joe. “Actually we prefer at Chatterbox if you don’t have experience. It’s easier for us to train you.” He replied. “Jake why don’t you get Kaye an application and just make sure you put down your availability.” he said. “Oh I can start tomorrow!” I stated eagerly. “I’m sorry, it’s just that my recent job pretty much told me not to come back, so I can start tomorrow.” I explained. “Ha, well you’re very sweet. I’ll see what I can do.” He replied. As I began to fill out the application Tim began to make small talk with Jake and I. “So Kaye, do you go to school?” Tim asked. “Yes, I’m actually transferring from community college to a University in the fall.” I replied. “Very nice, I went to school in Boston and it was the best time of my life.” He smiled. “How old are you? If you don’t mind me asking.” I asked. “Ha, not at all I’m 23.” He replied. Jake sat next to me shaking his head the whole time. He had known Tim all too well and knew how he could put the charm on any girl. I was to naive to see it. “Oh, um, I have a conflict in August. I’m going away with my boyfriend. We have plans for a cruise.” I explained. “Okay, not a problem. We can figure that out when the time comes. I’ll be going away around the same time also.” He replied. “Nice, where you going?” I asked. “California.” He replied, “My girlfriend lives there.” “How long have you two been together, if you don’t mind me asking again” I said smiling. I could hear the small laughter seeping from Jake’s mouth. “Three years.” He replied. It was a strange moment between Tim and I. As he told me how long him and his girlfriend had been together something struck me. It was like a small glimpse into the future and something told me, somewhere down the line he was going to be with me. I quickly disregarded the feeling as fast as I could and finished the last sentence of my application. “Well, I’m all finished.” I said as I quickly stood up wanting to leave as fast as humanly possible. “Great, well nice to meet you Kaye.” He reached over an shook my hand. “You too Tim.” I walked out and Jake had the biggest smile on his face. “What?” I yelled. “Every girl, it’s actually kind of sad considering what a jerk he is” He said chuckling. “I was just sucking up Jake.” I said bitterly. “I need this job, and if flirting is going to give it to me then that is what I’ll have to do” I explained. “Whatever you say Kaye.” he said as he continued to chuckle all the way back to the car.

The Diary of Kaye

kayediary — Sun, 04 Jul 2010 05:15:17 +0000

Telling Matt was going to be extremely hard. He cared about me a great deal, as I did for him. He was not only losing an employee but a friend. “You do know you can’t ignore me forever right?” I said sarcastically. “I can try.” He replied. “Very funny, listen I nee…” He interrupted before I could finish. “Yes Kaye, I know why you are here. You’re giving your two weeks notice.” He answered with an angry tone. “Matt, It’s just that….” He interrupted again, “Don’t explain, when is your last day?” He demanded. I knew he felt hurt that I was leaving him but he had to understand I needed to do what was best for me. “Well, I’m leaving next week for holiday, and then I come…” I tried to explain as empathically as I could, but he was quick to interrupt again. “Just forget it. Tell your new job you can start tomorrow.” He said as he stared into the computer screen. “Okay Matt, way to be mature about this.” I replied as I walked out the door. I knew he was only upset because he cared, and I felt horrible for storming out like that. I didn’t even go on the interview yet, and I was only going to explain to him I was thinking about getting another job. Now I had no choice. I had to make sure this restaurant was as welcoming to me as Tranquil.

The Diary of Kaye

kayediary — Sun, 04 Jul 2010 05:02:22 +0000

“Okay, I have you booked for 2:00p.m. Mrs. Sullivan. Very good, We look forward to seeing you.” Matt hung up the phone and continued to ignore the fact that I had been standing next to his desk for the last twenty minutes. He knew what was coming, and I knew how afraid he was to say the words out loud. I had been working for Matt for the last two and half years at Tranquil Day Spa. It had been a local spa in the community for over a decade. I was grateful the day they called me with a position to be a receptionist there. It was the perfect job for me at the time. I was entering my senior year of high school and still needed a job I could walk to from my house. They were eager to have me on board and I felt the same. Every once in a while an old friend of mine would pop in the store and offer me a job working at the restaurant he worked in. I always appreciated the offer, but refused him almost on every occasion. I was happy at Tranquil. I had very little responsibility and enjoyed getting paid for doing my homework. I also enjoyed being the favorite employee with Matt. I was able to get away with a lot more than the other receptionists and I loved how good I was treated. Everything was great except for one thing, money. While my job had been perfect for my senior year of high school it became much harder to support myself when I entered college. Making $9 an hour and only working 15 hours was not going to cut it anymore. I called my friend Jake up and see if the offer to work at his restaurant was still good. He told me it was and I could apply for the job with him if I’d like. I accepted and in that moment everything I had ever known about life was about to change.

The Unattainable Boy

kayediary — Wed, 31 Dec 2008 07:16:16 +0000

The unattainable boy….

It was April, and I was training to be a server. I was just a few weeks in, and already had broken a few glasses, forgot to put in orders, and found myself,”in the weeds,”(a server expression for when you have too many tables, and not enough hands), more times than not. Every week that past that I wasn’t fired was a good sign I was getting better, or that my boss was just extremely patient. Soon it was May, then July, then suddenly it was the beginning of the school year. I graduated from awful server to decent, and had made a few friends along the way, (Cross off Step 2 here). I wasn’t exactly going to the gym, but at night I dreamt about running which in my book counts as burning calories. Now the only thing left was to ditch the boy. If only ending relationships were as easy as finding a hooker on 8th avenue.

It was Halloween, and we were still together. Our relationship was a bit different this time around. I was the one out partying now, and how ironic that he wasn’t thrilled about that. I think part of him knew after all the months I stayed home doing nothing, that once I got a few friends, I was going to be one raging party animal. Boy, was he dead on.

Not only did I start partying…a lot, I started noticing more boys who lived here, and not five hours away. There was one in particular who we will refer to as the,”unattainable boy”. Now most women reading this have probably had their fair share of crushes on the boy you only hope will ask you to prom, but always ends up going with the head cheerleader, and who just so happens to be perfect. You know, the type that can down a burger and fries and still have a stick figure body, and yet they always seem to miraculously have huge breasts. And why is she always blonde? The funny part is, we know these types of boys, what they like, and what they are really after, yet for some reason like a moth to a light, we are fascinated by them. We want to know why it’s always the popular girls, and never us. We imagine that maybe we will end up like the girl from, She’s All That, and get the boy in the end. We imagine at prom he walks in holding our hand, sees blondie, and tells her to take a hike cause he is in love with us. And you don’t have to be in high school to be in the classic case of wanting a boy you can’t have. The one no matter how hard you try not to fall for, you do, usually digging yourself into a very deep hole even your friends start giving up hope you will ever get out of. And even if it’s not at prom, you imagine one day he will see how amazing you are. He will tell you he wants to spend the rest of his life with you, and he will use the best line of all, “I’ve loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you, I just never had the courage to tell you until now.” (Insert sappy tear here).

Now here is where it gets interesting…

Girl gets boy…girl loses her friends

kayediary — Wed, 31 Dec 2008 07:15:40 +0000

Girl gets boy…girl loses her friends. Now I’m pretty sure almost everyone has been there in some form or another. Perhaps those friends took you back after you broke-up. Or maybe after the honeymoon stage wore off they took you back, after you realized a 24 hour orgasm while fun, was starting to cause bedsores. Either way, I eventually got to the point where I knew my friends were slipping away. And no matter how much money I tried to bribe them with to stay, (kidding), they weren’t coming back.

So now I was a few months into my new relationship. I was 20 years old with no friends, sexed out, and bored. Now most smart people in my situation would have pulled the plug or would have left before getting the nickname “granny,” but not me, I decided to stay. Now I shouldn’t say I didn’t have any friends because Ben and Jerry were really accommodating at the time. It was with the assistance of both of them that those 30 pounds I put on, was my first reason to start changing.

And this was my plan….

Step 1 – Get a new job

Step 2- Make new friends at new job

Step 3- Remember what a gym smelt like

Step 4- Dump the boy

Okay, Step 4 sounds harsh, but keep in mind at the time he was away at school, drinking and enjoying his youth. I had a much different life than that. I was home living the life of a divorced 40 year old. I was spending my Friday, and Saturday nights in, stuffing my face with pizza and chips, watching Lifetime. To this day I still don’t know what was worse, the fact that I was 20 years old in college with no life, or that I was actually watching Lifetime.

Finally by April, Step 1 was complete. I found myself a waitressing job which was quite different from the spa job I had, getting paid to sleep, and watch T.V.. I knew it was going to be hard work, but I also knew I was going to be making a lot more money. I was happy to be working at a place with people my own age. I knew making friends was going to be easy. I didn’t however expect, what was going to happen next.

It’s my birthday…and I’m buying my own birthday cake

kayediary — Wed, 31 Dec 2008 07:14:33 +0000

It’s my birthday… and I’m buying my own birthday cake. Now I didn’t literally buy my own birthday cake,though I probably could have, you get the idea. I just turned 22, and you would think at such a young age I would be having the time of my life. The truth is my life has taken a complete 180.

I once was a girl who literally had the world by it’s balls. I had a perfect 4.0, an amazing part time job working at a spa where I could probably set the place on fire, and end up with a promotion in the rebuilt store. I had several boys at my beck and call, almost to the point of them wiping my ass for me. I was working out seven days a week, and was in top physical shape. I had one bill a month that cost me $50, you could imagine where the rest of my money went. To say I was unstoppable would be an understatement. Most people say you don’t know what you have until its gone, well, in my case I knew what I had, and now that it’s gone, it certainly has made for one interesting adventure.

So you might be thinking, ah, a classic tale of a little princess who ruled the world, but took advantage of the power given to her. An evil witch must have came to her castle and stripped all her magical powers away. Now she is a peasant living with her evil step mother, and sisters. Okay you probably aren’t thinking to that extreme, but I’m sure you are curious as to what happened after those balls turned into a vagina, and suddenly I had nothing to grab onto anymore.

So since this is my first time blogging I want to make sure I don’t overwhelm you by writing too much on my first post. I consider this the introduction to one thought provoking venture.