Write what you know.

I was sitting here on my couch, having a hills marathon, catching up on Kimye's baby and what the wonderful Amanda Bynes was up to, trying to figure out what I wanted my first post to be about. When the quote, Write what you know popped in my head. So, here goes.Sorry guys this is gonna be a long one.

I recently moved back from LA 5 months ago back to Las Vegas. I felt defeated in life,in major debt,lost and had no idea what my next move was going to be. I landed a bartending gig through connections and was working towards finding a second job to get myself out of debt. I was out wasted one night with one of my besties at a great hole in the wall bar in Chinatown called Money  Plays.(Great craft beer list fyi). I hear a couple talking restaurant lingo a few barstools down and me, being sooo shy, turn around and jump into their convo full force. I come to find out the Irish gentleman I was speaking to was an investor in a new restaurant on the new upcoming block in Downtown Las Vegas.Immediately I'm interested. I am from Las Vegas born and raised and I love the renovations they are doing to DTLV. I've been a downtown girl for years, stumbling in and out of my favorite watering holes on Fremont street. He loved my personality,(obvi what's not to love?), we exchange contact info and boom I had an interview. The next week, I go in,interview and land a bartending job. I'm stoked. I was going to finally lift the burden of owing people money!! Then it happened. I get a call the day I was going into fill out my paperwork to prove I was legal to work. I was then presented with opportunity to become a manager.Now let me clarify for you people who have never worked in a tipping industry. Servers and Bartenders make great money while a manager usually makes less than them with 10 times more the workload.I took about 10 minutes to consider this and decided this was going to be an amazing opportunity for me in life. The next three months were a blur. Long hours,hard work and we got this restaurant off the ground. I was so happy and proud of what I was apart of. I felt humbled I was given the opportunity to even be apart of it. I felt as if the universe brought me back from LA so I could do this. Fast forward to this past Thursday. I was called in early way before I worked usually and was told I was being laid off due to cutting labor. They couldn't afford my salary anymore.I was crushed. Was I ever going to get a break in life? I had put my heart and soul into this place and all of a sudden it was over. All because of money. I felt like the boy I was just starting to really really fall for and maybe he could be "the one", just broke up with me. I, of course, go into panic/healing mode. I first decide to tell close friends and family the new turning point in my life. Then I decide a 24 hours pity party was in order. To get completely drunk,listen to nothing but rap music and feel as sad as I wanted and talk in circles if needed and not one person say a thing about the inevitable but just hang out with me. Mission was accomplished that day. I started to think about what my next move was going to be. I feel a bit left behind honestly. Where everyone sends condolences and gives me their two cents on it, it's ok you'll land on your feet or I'm so sorry but are secretly glad it isn't them. I get it. I know it's a business and there isn't anything I could of done differently to change this outcome. Also I am dreading the, "so how's work?", question I will get from people.So now what? Let me tell you what I do know. I know that no matter how bad this sucks, there is a reason I wasn't supposed to be there anymore. It might take time for me to figure out what it is, but I am a firm believer that the universe puts you in certain situations or brings people in your life for you to learn lessons from. The upside to all of this is I can now get out of debt. I'm also simultaneously updating my resume while writing this post. I am excited to see what my next move is in life and hope that when another opportunity presents itself, I am prepared for it. In the meantime, I am going to listen to rap music and take the advice of the late Tupac, "keep ya head up."

xo,

Kat.