Telling my mom

So...I was right. She wasn't happy. I waited to tell her until it was almost time to leave and I only told her with the encouragement of MS. She said it would be best to just tell her now. So, I went up and gave her a hug and said I had good news. She said what's that? And I announced that I'm quitting my job! She was all excited for me and was celebrating until MS said, "There's more." Then, she was like what? And I was like, I have a new job. She said, okay...And I was like I'm going to be a server! And she was like awesome! But then she asked where. I said Hooters and she flipped! She was like no, no, no, no, no! Oh no! My daughter, at Hooters? No! Absolutely not! You can not work there! No! Do you know what might happen?

I tried to reassure her with things that I've read on blogs and I told her that I went in there a couple of times for the two interviews and that it seemed like a fun place to work but she was carrying on and not even listening. The crazy thing is, the only time that I have ever eaten there has been with her. I know the exact date. She took me there on May 27th, 2005 (that was my first day at my first job, aka the pizza place) and I ate a quesadilla. I've never been back to the restaurant to eat but she seemed totally happy there when we went back then. It seems that it's fine until it's her daughter I guess.

So, she carried on and had tears in her eyes at one point and my sisters were freaking out too because she was freaking out. MS and my brother were having a great time though. It was entertaining for them of course. I was trying to calm mom down the whole time though. By the time that we left, she was just growling at me about how we need to talk and she told MS to convince me to not work there. She asked when I start on the floor and I told her orientation is next Saturday and she said okay, when will you be on the floor though? And I told her that I will make my training schedule that day. She said, "10 days. Okay, okay. I can do this. We can do this. 10 days." I think she was taking this to be way worse than it is. I mean, I was clearly excited with the giant smile on my face when I told her but she didn't quite see it as being exciting.

I told her not to tell Grandma and she got all shrilly and was like "No, I would never! If anyone is telling her, it is not going to be me!" Then she turned on the girls and was like, "This is one of those things you two do not tell anyone! And I'm telling on you if you let it slip to your grandma!" So, I guess I'm going to be the secret family Hooters Girl. lol No one is allowed to mention it to anyone. Too bad I already told my friend from the pizza place and she's going to tell everyone there and they'll be talking about it. I'm not embarrassed because I'm too excited! But I definitely don't want to deal with the backlash from my grandma and uncle (mom's brother) if they find out. Okay, well any of my uncles on my mom's side of the family. They will act like I've shamed the family or something. I can see it now. I'll be like the family harlot. Oh well, I guess I can always just put a scarlett letter on my shirts just to have fun with it like in that movie "easy A".

So, the hard part is done. I told my mom. It could have been a lot worse but it could have been a lot better. I think she will be fine. She said she'll try to go into it with an open mind and that she'll come in and eat a couple of times to see how it is. But she ended that with a threat that "if [she] sees any funny business..." You get the picture.

On the bright side, I did get my shoes and my nude bra last night! I forgot my flier for the discount but they gave it to me just because I told them that I work at Hooters. I picked out the wrong shoes at first because I forgot about the whole "slip-resistant" part. Fortunately, the girl at the front noticed immediately and had a guy come help us get the right shoes. He was super nice when he realized I was looking for the Hooters Girl shoes. Before that he had just pointed us down an aisle. After, he was searching for exactly the right size, went in the back to see if they had it, climbing up the shelf to get the size closest to mine that they have. I wear like a 6.5 but the 7 fit well. They didn't have any 7's so I had to go with a 7.5. I tried them on and they fit but I'm worried that I'm going to be tripping even more than usual because the shoes are a little longer than my normal shoes and I am extremely clumsy anyway!

The shoes cost $40 with the discount (regularly $60). We went over to Victoria's Secret next because I don't own any plain nude or white bras. Not to mention, I need something pretty padded...I'm only a 32 B so I think that the extra padding is going to be needed. I got the Miraculous bra in nude because it's supposed to add 2 cup sizes. Really, it just makes me look like a C instead of just a B but hey, I'll take it! I don't want to be faking a D anyway. I'll fake a C with no problem but a D is just over the top.

Now, I just need to take the liquor awareness test, go to the bank and get a slip for direct deposit, and go to the police department for my liquor license. Oh, and that whole thing about quitting my job...guess I better send that email right now and call my manager. This is not going to be fun!