Assumptions

Before working at the restaurant tonight I was going to write about my agnsty questions about the world that no one really has an answer to. Normally I start work smiling, happy to be alive, and slowly anger at other's laziness which means that by the end of most nights my smile has turned into a scowl. The questions and angst created by the book I'm reading and certain life situations wasn't compatible with a smile, so I started work with a scowl today. I tired to be nice and sweet, but I wasn't happy with the world and didn't feel like pretending. However, by the end of the night I was smiling and laughing, chatting with my coworkers and enjoying their company. The dishwashers got into a water fight with the hoses that I was caught in the middle of and was thankfully able to get out of. Grown men with dish hoses acting like ten year olds with water balloons is one of the funniest thing I've seen in a long time. One of the guys played a song I love on the radio just because and stood up to the others for me, telling them not to talk to me like that. I didn't hear what the other dishwasher said, but it was clear the Bruce was sticking up for me; he kept telling the others guys when they came in the dishroom talking about sexual things to not speak so ugly in front of me. It was very respectful and sweet though none of the other guys were trying to be disrespectful. My co-busser is sweet and likes harry potter. I asked him because of Chels but then I remembered he was only seventeen...he likes harry potter though:) My favorite hostess was working and in between busy times we bonded over Harry Potter (I was telling her about Chels becuase I'm so excited and when I mention us going to see HP and how excited I was, she said I went up in cool points). We bonded over our dating experiences which are suprisingly similar...we started dating at the same time...odd. Most of the servers did their jobs clearing plates which made my life easier. So you're probably wondering what in the world assuming things has to do with this blog. Well, although I didn't choose the title for this reason, it fits well because of it: I assumed tonight would be a bad night and it was really quite wonderful. One of my co-workers offered to fix my car for me--a headlight is out- and another invited me to go to the office with the group of them. I politely declined because The Office is a bar and I've never been to a bar with a group of people and I'm not sure if I do that kind of thing just like I don't write run on sentences like this really long one. Maybe I should have gone and made new friends with them or maybe I should stay wholesome me and continue to go home after work. I'm not sure what I want to do assuming I ever get invited again. :) I was so pleased to be invited....maybe I shouldn't car so much if people like me or not. Other assumptions did occur tonight--one that usually really aggravate me. One customer asked me a question to which I politely answerd and gained the response, "you're not from here, are you." Never a question, even with the 'are you' tagged on the end, but always a statement. He didn't believe me when I said I was from the area and wasn't satisfied until I told him I was originally from Seattle. Normally people assuming I'm a yankee, even if it is correct, bothers me so badly, but it didn't tonight. One of my coworkers that I'd only seen for the second time tonight assumed I was still in high school because of young I look. Again, another one of those assumptions that bothers me so, but this time it actually led to an interesting conversation. That coworker and I are actually the same age, both going to college, and studying similar things. That was cool. The dishwashers also assumed tonight that I was rich because I lived in Gulf Shores. GS is on average one of the wealthiest cities in the county, especially compared to Foley where I think they are all from. However, I am not wealthy. I was once when I lived in multi-million dollar homes, but that was a different time. I was happy then and I'm happy now despite the change in circumstance. While the guys were teasing me about having a lot of money, saying I didn't need to work and that my parents had loads of dough, I responded back in friendly banter that no, I'm not rich, and I don't have a big fancy house. When they continued to tease me, saying I lived on Ono Island (the wealiest neighborhood in our county), I replied back in friendly banter appropriate to the in good humour teasing that I once had lived on Ono, that my mom built multi-million dollar homes there where we lived. I ended that revelation by telling them we lived there until my mom declared bankruptcy, the homes were forclosed upon, and the banks took them back. Ha! They didn't know what to say because I was a)saying this back in a teasing manor, b) their assumptions would have been correct four years ago, and c) although they pegged my personality to the right background, their assumptions as to me right now were wrong. Hmmm, I haven't made up my mind on how I feel about them pegging me to a wealthy background, I mean I work hard so why can't I be from a neutral background? It really did make me giggle that they in friendly jest pegged me as to having a lot when in actuality I have very little. What will those guys think of me now, what assumptions will they make of my character and who I am because of the few details of my life that I have given them. Maybe it will make the girl who wears pearl earrings to do a menial and disgusting job seem a little bit more human and down to earth. Maybe everyone talks to me more now, and when I don't wear my pearls, becuase they assumed I was stuck up before because I wore simple pearl earrings. Then again, maybe they are just getting used to me... Let's face it, they can no longer deny my awesomeness and thus, must start talking to me because they are afraid of what will happen to their lives if they neglect the awesome that is Krista. I'm sure that is the exact reason why someone offered to fix my car..... Would it be wrong of me to take them up on it? Oh assumptions, how interestingly wrong and right can they be.