Rough Start

With in the beginning getting use to the kitchen once again, coupled with the time change and accelerated pace and long days that I wasn't accustomed to, its been a rough start. Add on to that my hands having multiple cuts infected on em, (mostly my left, since last Friday) from stupid nicks that happen when you are working in a fast pace environment. I've never had an infected cut in my life! Why oh why now. The biggest is on my left pointing finger, a pretty vital finger that slows me down a bit, makes me look quite clumsy cause I can't open a container at a fast speed with an ever tender opening finger.

Maybe I'm just being a pussy, but its been a difficult first two weeks. And now the past two days having not been able to work due to the infected finger(they have to be very cautious as of late since the noro virius outbreak), its left me stranded with not a single person I know about and in a city where everything is beyond fathomable prices! (Average coffee 6-8$, beer 4-8$, minimum on a cheap meal 22$+.) It's been nice weather but with a slight fever and achy body re:finger, I've slept a lot(which is great because you're not spending money when you dream!).

In the end, if I get offered a job I will be happy, but know it will be a long road ahead. 17 hours a day is a lot! Week after week. Never being able to get ahead. It will be good for me and the future, but will take its toll on my body and likely my heart for cooking. Maybe this is just a beginning outlook, maybe things would become more routine and easy over time.

If I don't get offered a job, it will suck because of the time, money, and work that I put into getting here. But there are many other things out there, and "easier" paths to take. But I don't want to disappoint! A shitty situation.