Two cups of coffee down, a few cigarettes later and I am officially ready to start with my very first blog. I'm still very new to this whole thing, but i thought since I love to write, what better way to do it than to write a whole bunch of my life and let random people read it. Crazy? I think not. So I hope you enjoy and continue to follow me as I experience new things and share my stories with you.
My name is Abigail Docking, I am twenty two years old, and I am currently working as a chef, well a baker. I aspire to be a singer, as do most, but the difference is, I happen to think I'm rather good. That's not being vain, just honest. Ive tried going down the singing path, but truth be told I became impatient. Oh, well I'm still young and have plenty of time to rub shoulders with Nikki Minaj and gagga.
I started working almost four years ago, and to be pretty frank, cooking is not my thing. I studied for a year, in which I paid pretty much no attention but still happened to get a job. I started off in a bakery, training as, wait for it, a baker. I then found myself as the head baker of Josephines, as my colleague left. He had a small issue called the colleague crush, but if that's why he left or not we will never know, as we aren't on very good terms. In the bakery it was crush boy, myself and another guy I had met once before who had attended the same colleague as me, just the year before. His name was Kyle, he had come from the Mount Nelson Hotel, and joined me in the ventures of working night shifts. Together as owls we took the nights on with crush boy.
Kyle was a sweetheart such a strong spirited person always willing to teach and listen to me whenever I had issues with my boyfriend at the time who we shall name Richard, hmm maybe dick. That is short for Richard isn't it? No, we shall just call him X. Anyways, after countless jealous nights of Kyle and I going for dinner, or drinks, stalker, sorry crush boy left. Kyle and I continued to embark on our night shift together. After a few months the bakery moved... Down the road to loop street in town, we thought things could happen, we would have the best bakery in town. Alas, we did not. We both started to look for new jobs, and went for an interview at Doppio Zero in town, for a new five star hotel which was opening. Name not to be mentioned, I'm keeping myself very safe in this. I had a lesbian looking, very unfriendly lady, while Kyle had a sweetheart of note, needless to say Kyle got a call back, and I .... nothing.
I felt envious that Kyle got a call back for the position I had applied for but whatever, who knew what was out there for me, certainly not the fact that after a few weeks, to a month Kyle called me up and said, Abigail we need a baker. Shezam, yes they called me, Abigail Docking to be the head Baker of a five star hotel. Well I was very happy and obliged. I got the job and have been working there ever since. One thing I must let you know though, is that I never wanted to EVER work in hotel, for this very reason, the people there.
Last year January X and I called things off after four years, and I became hmmm, they call it fat. I was not curvy or sexy I was pretty much a small whale, who ate a seal, and maybe its family. This was not because of the break-up, I think it was because I just let loose and enjoyed myself for a few months. After various and many comments about me weight from people like my family to randoms in house-keeping, I looked in the mirror and said to myself, self, you need to shed a bit. And I did, to this date I have lost 22kg, and still going. It is true what they say about the last few being the most difficult to rid.
Once I had lost the weight people at work thought I had gained a disease, because of the drastic weight loss, so I could never make them happy weather I was too fat or too thin, but I tried to not let it get to me even though it really did. Ive started to try and not care what people think, but then again its certainly very hard, or shall I say difficult, wood is hard. That's one thing I learned in English. Anytime a new pimple or flaw would arise I had people asking me what happened to my face, which was also such fun, I mean why not bring people down, its fun right? Wrong, I learned that very quickly, although I still do it, why do we constantly judge people? Well, another thing i have learned is because we are insecure ourselves. And every time someone told me that I thought bull shit. I'm not insecure, I'm perfectly content with who I am, right? Wrong again. I'm not. I'm sure we all look in the mirror and say, I wish this line wasn't there, or why do my arms jiggle etc . So until we love ourselves completely we cannot let others love us, and no, this is not a self help column, just my life and the things I happen to learn, which I may at times share.
Oh well, I hope you have enjoyed reading my first blog, and if you think its boring, you ain't seen nothing yet. I have plenty to share about the ins and outs of hotels, the interesting people I meet while having a smoke break at work. My journey on becoming an impatient artist and my love life. Yes, wait for it, Kyle and I are still great friends, but more so after two years of friendship he is now my by friend, of a year this month.
Thank you for reading, and blog on. (that's instead of rock on) :)
Have a great day everyone,
AbiD
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