I don't have much to say
and i really don't care
just a little update so my fingers don't forget where the letters are...
i do my blogging at night..that's when i feel my creative juices are flowing the most....but right now it is 1:00pm and i've been up for about an hour..i really do not know what is going on, let alone what would make for an alright blog...
well, as most of you have probably heard, my best friend passed away on Friday, May 1st after a two year long battle with cancer. it is really sad to see someone as young as me pass...mind you this is also the very first person close to me who has passed away...the only time i have had anything come close was when my dog of 14 years died...i think the only thing that makes TJ's death a little different is because it wasn't as sudden as my dog or people in the past..sure i didn't have the date pinpointed, but as he said when he was put into home hospice, "it's close to the end my man" We all knew the time was coming soon than not, but even as we knew..most of us still weren't prepared...i'll be honest, reality hasn't settled in yet
and with the loss of a close friend, the restaurant gods are doing their damage as well. Last night i went into work, it seems like it's been forever since i worked on a monday night...probably back to a time when i was on the weekly rotations of working monday nights..i was scheduled in at 530, which i absolutely love because then i don't have to pay for parking and i can grab a spot in the alley - not to mention most of all the startup sidework is completed, but i really have no qualms with that..it's just the parking that kills me...anyways i walk into work, i see the italian mafia outside on the back dock smoking, sadly i could never know that would be the last smoke for them.
i stroll into work and go about my dressing procedures (funny as i looked back from my distraction i could have sworn i wrote 'depressing procedures') when i get rushed by a co-worker in a frenzy about something...i tell the talentless clown to calm down..apparently people have arrived for this party that i and one of the other half to the italian mafia are on..i tell no talent to breath and calm down, i just walked in, let's go out and asses the situation..as she starts huffing and puffing about people being scheduled at 5:30 i turn to her and snap "oh like you have never been scheduled in at 5:30 EVER!" ughh, i want a cas/lax night and this woman could give a stoner an ulcer.
it would shortly be revealed that the older half of the female italian mafia had been fired...she was on final final probation and she just couldn't keep her nose clean...the final straw was a blow up between her and a, well, guest at the time, at the bar in front of a couple guests...not just guests but regulars/wine locker holders...granted this guy is a piece of shit and had no business being at the bar, as he was fired from this very restaurant for being a drunken asshole - go figure...but i guess you can only take so much of a person before you explode...and she did...and in all thick like thieves instances, if one goes, so does the other....as the older of two got canned, the other threw in her apron, and they walked out together...
it will be sad to see them go, they were really talented servers..but on the other end..their attitudes towards work was appalling...i mean i hate that place as much as the next person, but these people organized the hate club..they also were on the list of people who could get away with anything they wanted...got the premo shifts, all the parties with minimums, and had an extensive call party list...knocking these two birds out opens the door for a lot of possibilities there...more shifts, more tables, and in the end, more money...
this all happening not even a week after a manger was fired, or excuse me, 'moved on to pursue other ventures'...per B Hewey..the firing rumored to have happened because of past warnings of fraternization with the staff...then the most recent occurrence of dropping baseball tickets off at the host stand for a server to pick up later...of course, none of the guys i work wit have a problem with things like that..it's the fucking woman we work with....drama drama drama....i hate having to walk on pins and needles in fears that i might say something that will offend someone, offend them enough to call corporate and me lose my job about it...fuck those bitches...i think all that's left really now is just to get rid of that no talent clown....if she were to go, wow...it'd be like we killed off the queen of the harpies and the skies would open up
and as if that drama weren't enough, as happy as i am to report that my eye has finally stopped twitching, in lieu of that i believe my sex drive has diminished drastically....i'm almost to the point to look up testosterone boosters online....but as much as i do not care for sex, having a lack of sex drive makes me feel like less of a man....but conversely, when having a raging sexually hardon, i feel like i am some piece of gary shit...no real happy medium as happy mediums generally do not exist with me...if i had some sort of a gf around like before i think it would be different....and as much as i hate commitment, sometimes it is good....
and speaking of commitment...well meh, talking about commitment isn't worth my time right now...i've said enough in this post as it is...each topic could have been their own blog, but i will finish it here, good day...
"Nothing is forever, There's got to be something better than in the middle, But me & Cinderella.."
and i really don't care
just a little update so my fingers don't forget where the letters are...
i do my blogging at night..that's when i feel my creative juices are flowing the most....but right now it is 1:00pm and i've been up for about an hour..i really do not know what is going on, let alone what would make for an alright blog...
well, as most of you have probably heard, my best friend passed away on Friday, May 1st after a two year long battle with cancer. it is really sad to see someone as young as me pass...mind you this is also the very first person close to me who has passed away...the only time i have had anything come close was when my dog of 14 years died...i think the only thing that makes TJ's death a little different is because it wasn't as sudden as my dog or people in the past..sure i didn't have the date pinpointed, but as he said when he was put into home hospice, "it's close to the end my man" We all knew the time was coming soon than not, but even as we knew..most of us still weren't prepared...i'll be honest, reality hasn't settled in yet
and with the loss of a close friend, the restaurant gods are doing their damage as well. Last night i went into work, it seems like it's been forever since i worked on a monday night...probably back to a time when i was on the weekly rotations of working monday nights..i was scheduled in at 530, which i absolutely love because then i don't have to pay for parking and i can grab a spot in the alley - not to mention most of all the startup sidework is completed, but i really have no qualms with that..it's just the parking that kills me...anyways i walk into work, i see the italian mafia outside on the back dock smoking, sadly i could never know that would be the last smoke for them.
i stroll into work and go about my dressing procedures (funny as i looked back from my distraction i could have sworn i wrote 'depressing procedures') when i get rushed by a co-worker in a frenzy about something...i tell the talentless clown to calm down..apparently people have arrived for this party that i and one of the other half to the italian mafia are on..i tell no talent to breath and calm down, i just walked in, let's go out and asses the situation..as she starts huffing and puffing about people being scheduled at 5:30 i turn to her and snap "oh like you have never been scheduled in at 5:30 EVER!" ughh, i want a cas/lax night and this woman could give a stoner an ulcer.
it would shortly be revealed that the older half of the female italian mafia had been fired...she was on final final probation and she just couldn't keep her nose clean...the final straw was a blow up between her and a, well, guest at the time, at the bar in front of a couple guests...not just guests but regulars/wine locker holders...granted this guy is a piece of shit and had no business being at the bar, as he was fired from this very restaurant for being a drunken asshole - go figure...but i guess you can only take so much of a person before you explode...and she did...and in all thick like thieves instances, if one goes, so does the other....as the older of two got canned, the other threw in her apron, and they walked out together...
it will be sad to see them go, they were really talented servers..but on the other end..their attitudes towards work was appalling...i mean i hate that place as much as the next person, but these people organized the hate club..they also were on the list of people who could get away with anything they wanted...got the premo shifts, all the parties with minimums, and had an extensive call party list...knocking these two birds out opens the door for a lot of possibilities there...more shifts, more tables, and in the end, more money...
this all happening not even a week after a manger was fired, or excuse me, 'moved on to pursue other ventures'...per B Hewey..the firing rumored to have happened because of past warnings of fraternization with the staff...then the most recent occurrence of dropping baseball tickets off at the host stand for a server to pick up later...of course, none of the guys i work wit have a problem with things like that..it's the fucking woman we work with....drama drama drama....i hate having to walk on pins and needles in fears that i might say something that will offend someone, offend them enough to call corporate and me lose my job about it...fuck those bitches...i think all that's left really now is just to get rid of that no talent clown....if she were to go, wow...it'd be like we killed off the queen of the harpies and the skies would open up
and as if that drama weren't enough, as happy as i am to report that my eye has finally stopped twitching, in lieu of that i believe my sex drive has diminished drastically....i'm almost to the point to look up testosterone boosters online....but as much as i do not care for sex, having a lack of sex drive makes me feel like less of a man....but conversely, when having a raging sexually hardon, i feel like i am some piece of gary shit...no real happy medium as happy mediums generally do not exist with me...if i had some sort of a gf around like before i think it would be different....and as much as i hate commitment, sometimes it is good....
and speaking of commitment...well meh, talking about commitment isn't worth my time right now...i've said enough in this post as it is...each topic could have been their own blog, but i will finish it here, good day...
"Nothing is forever, There's got to be something better than in the middle, But me & Cinderella.."
2 comments:
I like that you said "asses" instead of "assess"...reminds me of something I found on Fmylife.com and put on Justine's profile...I wish I could go with you on Thursday. Drive safe and give love to his family.
ha, that is funny....like i said, i just woke up..i'm surprised there wasn't any more mess ups...
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