This is getting a little intense

Today is the day, where i will press my feet on to the floor,  i will walk to the restaurant, get on my uniform, and start learning to make sandwiches, i will be an experience i won't forget, but as i right this i am completely nervous and can't seem to find any aspect that will bring any positive reflections about the first day of work.

I am so close to freaking out, freaking out as:i'm gonna shit myself as i make some guy's sandwich, but then, there is hope of me making it right, i think that after all the nerves get over your body, you can consume it and take it as an advantage.

What else can i do about it?? i might be making good money, i can buy my own lightsaber from saberforge.com (really good site....trust me,) or i can buy two (and if you buy two they can make it a double lightsabe...ANYWAYS!!) i can buy a special someone a special-someone gift. (It's not my mother.....ooops!!) it didn't mean it like that, (ok maybe i did just a little) but i pledge to save half of my paycheck (or more....rarely) and the rest i buy myself something nice (or my parents and even......MY SISTER (shocker) but still) The point was that making it to my first job was all up to me, and i'm proud of that,


Here we go to a new adventure.

Sweet Mother of Pearl!!!

Tyler Mac

White Cheddar, Cheddar or Moneray Jack???!!! OH shit!!!

I cannot believe it....i'm a working man, certainly there is joy and happiness that is involved, but i can't seem to make any sense to what i'm gonna do when i step in the restaurant and make some food. I get so worried about things, then i become a fortune teller. I can't control my anxiety when it comes to new experiences but i'm sure i'll overcome the fear of seeing a photo of me and my ugly face with a hat and aprin and saying everytime : I'll be with you in a momment, or , Hey boss...how do you do this again (x 234 times) and many other fancy lines that you basically use when you work at a food joint.

I didn't expect any of this to happen, honestly, i never thought i'd be working at a Subway. It was weird. As of this coming friday i will be making every man, women, children, and sometimes animals (if they peep they're heads and beg for ham then...yes) sandwiches. I'm in trouble....seriously, to me a job is like a vase, it a fragile thing. If i do something wrong, then BADABING!! you're outta here!! (and then theres BOOOMMM!!! for the vase itself)

I thank my parents and other family members for supporting me, i think my first job will be a good one, (and hopefully i can be good at making sandwiches. )

Thank You

Tyler