.2o5 x work stuff
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karriezaiSooo I didn't work the golf promo. A girl wanted to switch with me, so I worked Monday night on the floor. I also worked Tuesday night, covered a shift for another girl. I didn't have a really good night Tuesday... I made $60, but lots of stuff went wrong, I felt really tired and crappy by the end of the night, and I was really happy when they cut me at 11:30 and let me go home without cleaning and shutting down. All our soda was flat... the CO2 must have been empty. And other little things. Meh.
But I was off yesterday and it was nice.
I opened today. Last night I was worried about not getting enough sleep because I went to bed too late, and I had this weird dream. I went down to see my mom, and instead of having four cats she had dozens and dozens. I was chasing them around the yard at three in the morning trying to get them all inside. My mom had accidentally blinded one with some chemical in its eyes... its eyes were all white and it looked sad and pathetic, and we were worried it might die. My brain was going, "It's three in the morning and I have to work at 5!" panicking and needing sleep, so I woke up and realized it was only 1 something. Meh.
Work is getting retarded again. Starbucks, that is. I thought it was just George but my store is just a shithole. She was so insistent on scheduling three openers and three closers at the beginning, but this morning it was just me and Achu (who was twenty minutes late, which is rare for her) until 8:30 and I was hungry. Apparently yesterday she scheduled Achu to open alone, and no one came in until 7 or something... which is super idiotic. When we got to work, one of the doors on the refrigerator under the bar was broken. Like seriously broken. We could just pick the door up. Danny visited me around 7 and I picked it up to show him. It was good to see him. He said the smoke detector went off at 5 this morning, scared him shitless but apparently it was just the battery dying... he couldn't get back to sleep after that, and he had to do an inventory at 8 and then go work at his own store for the closing shift. He probably got less sleep than me and has to work for freaking ever, poor baby.
Well, but yeah. I'm hungry. I want more tuna casserole, I've gotta go get ingredients. I work tomorrow morning. I hope I make money!
But I was off yesterday and it was nice.
I opened today. Last night I was worried about not getting enough sleep because I went to bed too late, and I had this weird dream. I went down to see my mom, and instead of having four cats she had dozens and dozens. I was chasing them around the yard at three in the morning trying to get them all inside. My mom had accidentally blinded one with some chemical in its eyes... its eyes were all white and it looked sad and pathetic, and we were worried it might die. My brain was going, "It's three in the morning and I have to work at 5!" panicking and needing sleep, so I woke up and realized it was only 1 something. Meh.
Work is getting retarded again. Starbucks, that is. I thought it was just George but my store is just a shithole. She was so insistent on scheduling three openers and three closers at the beginning, but this morning it was just me and Achu (who was twenty minutes late, which is rare for her) until 8:30 and I was hungry. Apparently yesterday she scheduled Achu to open alone, and no one came in until 7 or something... which is super idiotic. When we got to work, one of the doors on the refrigerator under the bar was broken. Like seriously broken. We could just pick the door up. Danny visited me around 7 and I picked it up to show him. It was good to see him. He said the smoke detector went off at 5 this morning, scared him shitless but apparently it was just the battery dying... he couldn't get back to sleep after that, and he had to do an inventory at 8 and then go work at his own store for the closing shift. He probably got less sleep than me and has to work for freaking ever, poor baby.
Well, but yeah. I'm hungry. I want more tuna casserole, I've gotta go get ingredients. I work tomorrow morning. I hope I make money!