Burdens of Youth

My day started at the ungodly hour of eight am which according to Chantal was not an early start as the lunch chef was usually in about half six and various staff followed early on throughout the day. Being that I was so new to the restaurant business (any business in fact) and not exactly familiar with the different jobs (trust me I was not going to a waitress for anyone no matter what Mother has arranged) I was to be placed outside the actual food production and was going to do paperwork to learn how to order things for different areas.

Chantal realized that my instant fear of everything in the kitchen (they have open flames in there) left her as she put it diplomatically, no choice but to show me the administrative side of the business. Which appears to be answering the phone, taking bookings and helping—yes this is the good part—Jojo freak boy stock the bar and ensure enough clean glasses are available and whatever other tasks Jojo—yes the freak boy himself—has for me to do.

I am to be the assistant of idiot boy himself so why do I call this the good part, because demons run my life, yes, demons! What else can be the reason for me going from shopping all morning and passing all afternoon in Djini’s to standing a mere feet away from the freak boy himself? When Chantal left me he just grinned wickedly and took me on a tour of front area of the restaurant. This consists of a waiting area with a bar and some tall stools and bar tables. A few sofa’s to one side, a standing area for those about to enter the dining area, the dining area with various plant thingies which are supposed to add décor but seem annoying to me, a small stage area with a piano and sound gear, the restroom doors, kitchen doors and a second smaller bar to tend to the diners. I was supposed to do something in this entire area but no one appeared to tell me what cause it seems I don’t actually have a job, I am just being kept busy as a favour to my mother. Jojo said as much and then told me heaps of lies saying I was expected to clean the grease traps in the kitchens and scrub the toilets.

I told him to go blow it out his arse to which he replied by giving me a lecture, yes a lecture about how to speak to an employer. I reminded him that his mother was my employer and he is nothing but hot air causing a bad smell under my nose. We were just about to get into an argument when Cameo Larsen and Bianca Sangu waltz in all fizzed about their charity luncheon. They walked about talking designs and Cameo is so glib she looks like she is just passing off the ideas she probably had for Taryn. Chantal is right into the designing giving all sorts of suggestion and I can tell she loves the idea that everyone will be coming virtually from her restaurant to Taryn’s Opener. Of course Taryn will invite her to it just as Taryn would be invited to Bianca’s lunch as they all invite each other despite hating each others guts knowing the person will never turn up, such clarity in our role models!

So Jojo and I make ourselves scarce by going into the office while the three women cackled like witches from a movie while they shifted the entire décor about. Once in the office Jojo takes to tormenting me again calling Tiah, Coco and me the brat squad so I remind him that he and Royce could be called the same except we dress better and do not pretend to be pseudo military meatnuts. Jojo laughed for ages before asking me what a meatnut was, the dimwit. I explained it was someone who thought bruising themselves in extreme sports all day was clever but he tossed it off saying I just did not understand living life the full. I said I understand the concept of staying alive just fine thank you very much.

I have no idea why Royce would pick such a lunatic for a friend cause Jojo does not appear to have any qualities at all. He does not take his work seriously, not that the restaurant is something to take seriously, actually it’s dead boring, still he is a guy and guys usually have a career of some sort. Look at Braith he went straight from college to the winery and now looks all CEO and stuff. All Jojo and Royce do are some dumb sports and then talk about selling stuff to even dumber people doing the same dumb sports. Later on Jazz came into the restaurant to talk to Chantal and I wondered if Jojo knew about her and Braith, I wondered if any of the Sederos knew about Jazz and her little affair with Braith that Tiah was spending every moment thinking of ways to break up. I didn’t realize I had been staring at Jojo while I was wondering and he gives me this cheeky grin and asks me if I like the view. I scowled at him properly-- the idiot-- time with him makes me feel like that guy who kept rolling the rock up a mountain, sisy- something. It just never ends!

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