I am on my way home from work. I worked at the stadium today during the soccer game VFL Wolfsburg at Eintracht Frankfurt. I did not know at what position I had to work until I arrived there this morning. I got up at 9am because I had to leave at 10:30am if I wanted to be there on time at 12 pm. At the meeting point everyone from the agency met and we got a sheet of paper with all the important information like where and as what we would have to work. I got to know a girl who did it the first time too. She was very nice. Unfortunately we did not work together. We went to the stadium then and through the security control. After that we had to get our working clothes (just a shirt, a hat and a apron because we had to wear a black pants, black socks and black shoes already) and locker key. After that we had to get dressed and to our working place. The girl and I went searching together because at this time we thought we would work together. We got lost but nice security people helped us finding our kiosk. I was lucky, I worked at a little one with just three registersregisterswhich which just sold drinks while she worked in a big one with 6 registers and food and drinks. When I arrived the only one there was my boss. He is a very nice guy who is just one year older than me. We talked a bit about ourselves until the others came bit by bit. My task was to organize the drinks that means that I had to transfer the drinks from the bottle into cups and to tap beer and Apple wine. Fortunately there was a men with the same task because I would not have made it alone especially 45 minutes to kick-off and shortly before and during the halftime break. We sold water, coke, coke zero and light, Apple spritzer, Fanta, Sprite, alcohol-free and beer with alcohol, shandy and ice tea. Wow, you cannot imagine how much the people wantwho to drink. After the game we had to note all the things which were left and clean up. I started working at 1pm and was finish at 7:45pm but it was fun and during my two breaks I was even able to watch the game! Unfortunately Frankfurt lost.
my birthday was better than expected. A friend of mine came by surprisingly (she drove 10 km by bike just to visit me (one way)) That’s so cute! She even brought me a present: a book. It is a thriller about a family whose nanny isn’t what they expected… I’ll tell you how it is then.
Like I planned I got up at 9am and found an envelope which my sis stuffed through under my door. It was a coupon and a handwritten letter. My mum just hugged me and wished me all the best. We had breakfast then. After it I wanted to go running but first my grandma came and have me her gift: a card with money: American money. My first US Dollars! and second my grandpa phoned congratulated me and asked if I have got his letter. In fact, it has already arrived and contained the only Euros I would get this birthday. When she left because my mum had to drive her to the doctor I went running. In the meantime a few people wrote me birthday wishes, two acquaintances and my uncle. After my mum came back with my grandma and I had showered she gave me my birthday present: a bouquet of flowers (which she has bought when she waited for my grandma) and a card with money, again American. She said she couldn’t wait until my dad comes back.
My mum and I cleaned up the house until my sister came back from school because my sister’s math teacher was supposed to come later to teach her some extra math lessons. My sister did not mention my birthday or acknowledged my thank-you.
At 3pm the doorbell rang. I did not expected visitors and the math teacher would not come before 5pm so I was very surprised when my friend (I call her like that now that she came by only for me and although I did not visit her on her birthday (what makes me a guilty conscience). Fortunately I have baked a cake the day before and after I have showed her my bedroom we ate cake (she ate even 3 which made me very happy because this shows me she liked it). Bit by bit my mum and grandma joined us and we all talked. When my father came home he joined us too and was disappointed that my mum has given me their gift already. I was even able to convince my friend to drink a glass of Amarula although she doesn’t like alcohol. Later it started raining heavily and we had to go inside. Then it was time for my friend to leave to but because of the rain my father was so kind to drive her and her bike. Because of the later I wasn’t able to accompany them unfortunately.
Dinner was one of my favorite foods: salmon and spinach. Yummy! Just minutes before it was ready my uncle, aunt and cousin came by to give me my present: US dollars!
The test of the day I watched TV with my parents but had to go to bed early because the next day I had to get up eearly because I had to work. But that’s a different story.
I really do not like August. Okay, it’s summer and I like the warm and sunny weather where one can sit outside in the sun drinking a cold drink and reading a great book (In my opinion one cannot read every book at every weather, I believe the weather has to match the atmosphere of the book, weird I know. A popular example is Twilight, I prefer to read it while it’s bad weather.) Okay, I got distracted. What I wanted to tell you is that I really hate August because it’s my birthday month. I despise my birthday. It’s my birthday this week and I can’t wait for it to be over. There are barely any things I abhor more than having birthday. The thing is it is kinda New Years Eve (the ones of you who follow me for a longer time now know how much I dislike it). Everyone says nice things and treats you especially kindly just because it’s your birthday. You have to be lovely too because it is your birthday you are supposed to be happy and charming to your guests, you are not allowed to be mad. Moreover, you are the center of attention, you have to decide which food for dinner and what movie to watch although the other 364 (365) days no one cares about your opinion. The presents do not make it better. You are exspected to like them and even if I like them they do not compensate the stress. I prefer not having birthday and that’s probably the reason I haven’t thrown a party the past years. My plan for tomorrow is to go for a run in the morning and spend the rest of the day by reading in the sun (it is said to be sunny and warm) preferably “Voyager” by Diana Gabaldon. It will be a very calm day and I exspect no surprises, I get 19, that is nothing special, it is just frustrating because I will get 20 next year and I have always considered 20 as old. *Sigh*
I am on the road now because I want to sign the contract for working as a hostess finally so I have to bake the cake for tomorrow in the evening. I know it is a bit depressing when the birthday girl has to bake her cake herself. This will be the second cake I baked this week, I guess I bake a lot when I am bored. It is going to be an Amarula cheesecake after I already made an Amarula chocolate chip cake (Now that the Amarula bottle is open I have to get it empty in a couple of days and lacking of friends to drink it with – drinking it alone is so sad and full of calories – I have to use it for baking.
Oh and for the German football fans: This Sunday there is a day almost totally dedicated to American Football on ProSiebenMaxx where they even show one preseason game (I would have almost missed it so I want to draw you attention to it!)
Only 19 days until the new American Football regular season starts!😍🎉 I am so excited! The first game I could watch in the US is one of the 7pm games on October 22 (week 7) but somehow I doubt my host family is an American Football fan – unfortunately. Maybe I get to know an other AuPair who likes Football as much as I do and ideally lives in Massachusetts too! I got my payment information for the AuPair programme and insurance fee and my mum still asks everyday if I am sure I want to do it. I am. I am really looking forward to it. It is not even a problem that I have to fly one day earlier than planned because of the AAA driver’s course! Although I start to doubt if I have matched with the right family…
I think I have a new hobby: job interviews.
This one was the second this week and the fourth during this month. And it was very exciting and by far the most thrilling and fun! I applied at the airport but not for now but for next year when I return.
First, I had some problems finding the place (I mean Frankfurt Airport is the biggest in Germany) but I arrived just in time). We were approximately 20 , applicants, the most were dressed very VERY formal, I felt slightly underdressed, and we had to take a test. The test was about logic e.g. complete numerical series, match fitting words and an English grammar test. I finish first and completed all exercises although the women said that one usually cannot complete all in the given time. Ups. Then I had to talk to the women again about how much I want to work and when I want to start. When they got the test results they either told you you did not pass or they invited to a personal talk which took about 15 minutes and was partly in English. After that I had to wait again. When they think you would fit in you are invited to a 30 minute long talk with a psychologist who evaluates if the job is the right thing for you. I get the result of the last talk within the next two weeks. That was real fun but I was overwhelmed by the last conversation. I think I screwed it up because I did not know what to answer…
Well, let’s see…
I had almost a job at a gas station but my mom said either I work there or I have to pay the AuPair programme fee all by myself. So I chose the second option.
I have a job interview again now for a job as a hostess. I am not nervous because either I get the job (what would be awesome) or I do not get it which would not be the world’s end. It probably won’t work out anyway because I think I am too young and nobody want to hire me for just 2 months. *Sigh* I suppose that I will stay the next 68 days at home but I have still a lot to do, e.g. a lot of doctor visits the work agency and another job interview tomorrow. My mom says I do not need a job because I am so busy. She just does not want me to work but I do not know why.
Wish me luck! Becca