I had a trial shift at a Kreuzberg restaurant. I got there to a pretty dead place. I wiped cutlery and pulled two pints of beer. The only other person working with me said it didn’t get much more exciting. I contemplated while sipping my juice. Money I need. But fun I need too. So after an hour of intense boredom I threw off my oversized apron (not a good look) and bounced. I’m not a quitter…I just know what I want and don’t want.
And I’m glad that I left when I did because I got to see the sun colour the sky a rich pink and purple over the canal with loads of people hanging out, drinking and playing music on the famous Admiralbruecke (that would be a bridge).
And then I went out drinking in search of a job…