After returning from a busy summer of going all over the place, next
step was to get a job.
I applied to a ton of jobs all at once, and the work experience I had
from the Olympics really helped! I had a phone call from Aramark Catering, who
cater at Worcester University, inviting me to join them on a paid trial week of
work.
This news was amazing - although catering wasn't my ideal job, I had
experience in it from the Olympics, the pay was pretty good, and the hours were
very full.
I was working in the Pear Tree cafe in the Student Union part of the
university, with Tash, Alex and Carla. I worked with Jade in the evenings, who
is one of the loveliest people ever. We did Starbucks coffee, so I learnt how
to make all the drinks! It took a while, but I got the hang of it eventually!
My favourite bit was putting on whipped cream and chocolate sprinkles :) We
also did food, so chips, burgers, panini's, sandwiches etc. Over the two weeks
I was there I learnt how to cook most things, and also did cleaning up,
temperature checks on the fridges and freezers, and obviously the till.
The seating area in the Pear Tree Cafe |
The job was okay, not my ideal thing as working with food really puts
you off eating, and it's just not my favourite thing to do. Most of the
students could be quite rude, too, and we had hardly any stock so I was
constantly apologising for advertising things on our menu that we didn't
actually have.
The big problem for me was being messed around with my shifts. The rota
went up a week in advance but changed all the time. I was asked to stay late on
my first Tuesday to serve wine and.. what are those things called? That posh
people have, served on pieces of slate, with teeny portions of fancy food on
little crackers or whatever? Does it begin with C? That's going to drive me
crazy.. Anyway, those. We had so much wine left over it was unreal - Alex
downed about eleven glasses and got pretty tipsy pretty fast. I was asked to
work till 7, which I said I could do, but no later, as I had Fusion (my youth
group I help at) at 7.30pm. However, they kept me there until well after 9! I
was so angry. My shifts were constantly messed around, at one point my hours
for Sunday changed four times in one week. Nobody asked me if it was ok, I just
got in, and on the rota someone had scribbled out my old hours and put in
something new! I'd be at home with a morning off and get a text asking me to
come in asap to work. You really had to learn to say no - something I'm not too
good at in the world of work. I've been learning more and more though that if
you don't people really do just walk all over you, you're like the easy option
to come to and get to do whatever you want. On one Saturday, I arrived at work
after checking the rota the day before, and had been scribbled out as being
'Off'. Nobody bothered to let me know! I couldn't stand not knowing when I'd be
working, so I really don't think it was for me.
Homesense Worcester! |
BUT..... God is good! With perfect timing, I had a phone call from
Homesense, where I had also sent an application in. They asked me to interview
on the Monday (my very first day at Aramark) which I did, and I got a call
about a week later asking me to work for them on a 12 hour contract!
At the time, I was in such a dilemma as to what to do. I'll draw you up
the reasons for staying at Aramark/accepting the Homesense offer:
Aramark
Pro's
Lots of hours = money
Good pay
Con's
Never know shifts
Working with food - not ideal
Not even on a contract - no security
Homesense
Pro's
Job/environment I could enjoy
Proper contract, more reliable company
Con's
Only 12 hour contract
In the end, I phoned Homesense back and told it to them straight. I said
that I had another job offer which had good pay and lots of hours but I really
would prefer to work for Homesense. Sindy who I spoke to (now one of my lovely
managers!) told me the pay would be around £6.20, and I would have more hours
than 12, although most likely not near full-time. I accepted the job. I think a
lot of people thought I made the wrong decision - even I wondered if I'd done
the right thing! I'd given up all these hours for a job where I might only get
12! Now, however, I cannot thank the past me enough! I definitely made the
right decision!
You see, just when you're worrying about if you've done the right thing,
you can get a sign. For me, the sign was in the lack of pay from the 70 hours
work I did for Aramark. Four months on, and I'm still owed over £350. Ask God
for a sign, and he'll give you one!
(If you're wondering about the money issue, I'm still in the process of
getting it sorted. I have been assured that I will be paid - although I've been
told that about three times now! All I can say is that I am so glad that I took
the job rather than someone with a rent to pay, family to support etc - they'd
be in a right pickle now.)
PS - I remembered the word for the fancy food beginning with C! Canapes!