Going Away To College

I promise that this will be the last blog post focused on Newk’s for a while. If you haven’t caught on, Newks is the restaurant I work at.

Today was my last day at Newk’s. I’ve worked there since December 2, 2012. Who am I kidding? I worked there? More like lived. I’ve spent probably close to 1,000 hours there the past eight months, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I walked into Newk’s wanting about 10-12 hours a week and that’s exactly what I got. Until I decided I wanted more hours so I could work with my then-crush. I started as kind of an underdog at Newks. I was only there for the last day of training, which was more like a trial run. I kind of just hopped into things, which put me at a slight disadvantage. Soon though, I began working more than most of the high schoolers, which obviously made me equally skilled as everyone. I continued to work, work, work and was so determined to prove myself as a valuable employee, and I did. I felt respect from my managers and coworkers, something I never experienced at my two previous jobs. I continued to work my butt off, and worked my way from register, to food runner, to salads. By May, I became the new night-shift salad maker. That came with a cost, obviously being my summer nights. But I got off at 9pm, which is when the night begins, right?

Of course working 20-30 hours a week with the same people really bonds you. I have made some of the best friends ever at Newks. My friends are amazing, but my work friends are equally amazing. My life has been changed by these people, and I’m so thankful for the experiences I’ve had and the memories I’ve made with them. I’m trying to think what my life would be without Newk’s and I honestly don’t even want to know. I wouldn’t trade anything for the experience. I’m a better person now. I’ve become truly happy with my life the last few months, and I really believe Newk’s had something to do with it. I’ve made the most amazing friends, had the most amazing managers, and have had some crushes here and there that have taught me a LOT about boys.

Now, this chapter is coming to an end and I couldn’t be sadder. I am still an employee of Newk’s Vestavia Hills and will be for the next few years but it will just be different from here on out, which is why I bawled like a little baby today. I will be back some weekends, and definitely Christmas and summer, but things will be different, and as you all know from reading my blog, I’m kind of a baby when it comes to change.

Basically, I’m so happy Newk’s came into my life. I’m so happy this loser guy worked there that I used to like and made me apply there. I’m so happy I made some of the best friends there. I’m so happy I felt truly loved and respected by 35 different, but amazing people. I’m so happy I met this other guy who has helped me grow this summer in my own way and learn some things I needed to learn before college. I’m so happy, truly truly happy, that Newk’s came into my life. I’m not happy I’m leaving, but I’m hoping most of my coworkers will stick around for a while longer so I can work with them over Christmas and next summer.

I really have never felt so admired than by my coworkers. I got the most beautiful card today and everyone wrote the sweetest messages in them, which made me SOB uncontrollably. I’m actually crying as I type this because that card will forever be one of my favorite things ever.

I’m scared for this new chapter and for the Newk’s in Auburn (I’m hoping it is almost as awesome as my Newk’s but I highly doubt it) but I’m so thankful for my work friends and the memories I made and the person I’ve become while working at Newk’s.

 

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