Oh sweet lord. · 6:25am Jul 30th, 2017
Tonight was a nightmare at work. It put thursday to shame. Get there at 3:57 to see (Who I’m going to name mini-boss because He works with older boss on fridays and saturdays.) Mini-boss washing dishes. The’d already been slammed. The funny thing? We had six parties tonight. 3 of them were at five. Also there was a 16-top that I wasn’t aware of that showed up at 5:30. Needless to say but I went full Panic Mode again. I burnt myself out before 6:30 and I was still trucking through dishes. I was just... done by 9:00. I left work at 11:17. It get’s better though. Dick has gotten worse. He’s snapping at waitresses from not getting a few stray bits of food off plates, and worse than that is yesterday he already had mini-boss washing dishes while he ran. He goes out to the front ad asks a waitress if she can run dishes with him while mini-boss washes. I seriously can’t see hi being there much longer.
Oh and tomorrow we’ve got a 15-20 person party upstairs at 5:00. An 8-10-top in the family room at 5:30, and a 8-top at 6:00.
I’m taking monday as a me-day.
However on monday, since it’s going to be a me-day, I’m planning on writing the next part of A Different Perspective in I Am Become Death.
This one: The Loli.
Workin' too hard can give you
A heart attack (ack)
You oughta know by now
Moving Out by Billy Joel
not alot I can do about work,but writing is relaxing and enjoyable.