So I have finally gotten the chance to get some new posts up and update everyone on what has been going on. I'll start with training!
Training at my store was three for three days. On the first day, I came in with my uniform underneath my clothes (this is the rule) and I met with my trainer, "J". She was a very sweet girl, a little shorter than me with a rack that appeared to be bigger than mine, HAHA! Manager R introduced us and we began going through the training manual. Ugh! More reading and signing papers! It basically just went over the history of Hooters, who the Hooters Girl is, your role in the company, and of course, your look. That's right! There's a whole section on how you should have your hair, makeup, nails, and how your uniform should look on your body. Hair should be glamorous, make up is worn at all times, nails are to be cleaned, and your uniform should be sized to fit. ATTENTION LADIES WHO DREAMS OF BECOMING A HOOTERS GIRL: If you do not like to do these things or feel as though your natural beauty is enough, I've got bad news for you, Hooters is probably not the place or you! Sorry, but these things are mandatory. There are no exceptions. If you do not like having to do your hair everyday before your shift (and during) or you do not like to wear make up, this place probably isn't the ideal job for you.
Anyways, after we were done with the manual, it is realized that it's Friday and I need a black uniform. The manager goes to get me one, comes back, and I'm told I have to switch uniforms. No big deal! Except it takes forever and a day to get the uniform on and off without ripping my ever so fantastic Nylons. Let me tell you, putting on that black uniform required some acrobatic tricks! The black uniform is MUCH tighter than the white one and what was so bothersome was the fact that both uniforms were the same size! Trying to get the black shirt over my 34D boobs that have been enhanced by a push-up bra was impossible! Eventually I get it on. Now, despite how tight it may be, the black uniform is every girl's favorite! It's slimming, you look thinner and *gasps* classier (haha!), and it isn't as obvious when you spill sauce all over yourself!
The shift starts at 4:30. Its slow at first but begins to pick up. I'm following my trainer around, shadowing her, and helping her as much as I can. She was headwait that night so she got to pick the busiest section. She constantly repeated how bad she felt that she wasn't giving me that much attention. I assured her I was okay and that she was helping me plenty. She showed me the computer system and let me put in all orders since the computer was the hardest thing to learn. I expect things to be alphabetical order, since that's how it is at my other serving job, but unfortunately, it isn't. I eventually got the hang of it. When it slowed down a bit, I got to get a meal, we went over everything and I got to go home.
One day down, two to go! I was so exhausted when I got home, all I wanted to do was take a bath with the hubby and go to sleep! I didn't get have to be there the next day until 3, so I slept in! Being a Hooters girl sure is exhausting!
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