Here is how the story goes
first of all...
After getting only 4 hours of sleep.(I need at lest 5 to be functional) I got up, had a green vault, got ready and decided that today might be a good day to die(just kidding) Well, my dad and I carpooled to work this morning sense my shift was just about same as his is today. (by the way, he draws blood while I wash dishes)The morning started out very good. A nice and steady pace that Kept me busy but not to busy. Then noon hits and what happens? All of the pans for the three caterings, lunch, and probably some I had miss from breakfast came all at once. To make matters worse, I had to go do my up stairs run. Which today, totals about 35 and only one cart can hold 30. I was like come on where is my helper? only to find out the managers decided to same money by taking out he middle shift person (I could really use that person today. {falls on knees and starts to cry})
luckly I have some good coworkers who don't mind helping out the dishwasher when their drowning in dishes. But none of them except for a cook every once a while, wash a pan for me. they just help me put things away. As they always walked by I said thank you and they would agree with me that what the managers should have done was to do away with catering if they want to same money. Cause you'll never know when the feed count will go up like today.
Worked from 6am and didn't get out till 3:20 p.m. and the shift ends at 3 p.m. Not bad if I say so my self.
next...
when I decided to go to Tacobell and I get there my car started to smoke on me yet again. Only to find out it was a hose that holds anti-freeze and it was leaking on to the engine. So after getting my food, on the way home, my blasted right side windshield wiper came loose. I was like please let this be then end of it please.
now I have to cancel an appointment with my therapist 'cause I doubt that I'll have my car in driving shape by Thursday. Shoot! And
I started to enjoy life again.
