well. i worked five hours tonight. let's see...five times seven twenty five an hour...that's about 36 or 37 dollars before taxes. i guess it was worth it. maybe.
it was insane, even for a friday. the make table was completely swamped with tickets, and the cut table was....well, hell. pure and unadulterated (i just love to use that word) hell. and it wasnt helpful that whoever was bringing tickets up to cut was doing a half-hearted job of it, coz with about fifty tickets in four ovens at once, and no order or sense to any of the fifty tickets....yeah, it gets nasty pretty fast. so we had a couple people cutting and me standing there trying to put tickets with pizzas and watch that the ovens didnt back up too bad and that no pizzas fell out, and then there's the register people who have to come stand around gaping at the tickets and getting in the way of the cut people, and then the managers kept coming through to see how horrible it was, and then just random people who think the cut table is the best path to take to get to the register.....gosh, it was bad. after about an hour it all got worked out though. and then someone brilliant decided to put the cut guy, josh, in the back making dough and leave me alone on cut for the first time in two years. on a friday. on a bad friday. every now and then ryan would help me out, but he's not the most ambitious or hard-working crayon in the box, so his help just barely scratched the surface of what needed to be done. i kept getting sent back to the make table "for good" and then five minutes later ryan would be swamped and i'd get called up there to help out again. at one point things were slow enough that i told him he could get a VERY quick drink if he needed and i'd cover cut.
stupid, stupid me. why didnt i heed my own misgivings about saying that? i remembered all the other times he'd slacked and ditched me on make table to smoke and whatnot. stupid me.
so yeah, he just kind of never came back. he stood around near cut a couple times and told me al had him in the back doing his dirty work now, so i was on my own on cut. finally i asked al if ryan could come back to cut, and apparantly al had never switched him to the back. HMMMMM. i mean, yeah, it was al, so he could be full of crap.....but i trust ryan less than i trust al. i guess al sent him up to me for some reason and i was pretty mad by then, so i happened to mention (yes, in my most mean-older-seniority-youreadork tone of voice) that there was a discrepancy (sp?) between what he'd been telling me and what al said, and it was my opinion that he was probably lying to me and just standing around in the back smoking or whatever it is he does. he switched his story to amy told him to do dough with josh....acted mad that i didnt believe him. then there was a tiff over who was doing cut...i could do it, i just wanted to make sure he had a legitimate reassignment and wasnt blowing me off to talk to drivers or phones people and complain about how little he was making.
grrrsh. people suck.
then there were the dish people.....about 3 of them were ok (one was a new girl, her first night, so i didnt begrudge her her mistakes. i understand. i've been new too). but there's 3 others...jordan (the slacker dumbbutt teenager), and brittany and finda (two very...large...girls with attitude who dont care to learn how to do things right and get mad when you ask them to fix their own mistakes, no matter how nice you are about it). for some reason, no matter how many times those 3 dish people brought the cut dishes up, and no matter how many times i or someone else told them how to do things right, they still never seemed to get it right. i ended up going back there to explain how to put the peels away RIGHT so i dont have to take ten minutes to reorganize the mess they make. i'm quite certain that after i walked away bad words were said about me. OWELL.
so that's how i made enemies tonight. but at least all the old skool people like me. so there, new stupid attitude people. IN YOUR FACES. except the new girl, coz she seemed nice.
next weekend christy comes home! and i think that sarah dignal will be getting back the same day as christy. christy's been in morocco doing nursy things like birthing babies and such, and sarah's been masquerading as "assistant nurse" at indian hills camp in california for the past month and a half. the funny thing is, sarah aint so nursy. har har. but yeah, next saturday there's a shindig out at christy's, a welcome home party. i guess the whole gang will be there. i've finagled my way into being free that night, and joe's supposed to come down so we can get out there. yay! i get to see my homys! i miss them so....
hey carl! you should come too! fo' rizzle and a half!
well. since it's midnight and i'm cinderella again i think i'm going to go clean the bathroom. plus, i'm still on my work-high so i feel like i have to be doing something productive. and fast. i gotta do it fast or it wont count. friday night work high.
it must be sad to be me. ;P
current mood:
productive
current music: dad watching discovery channel-its educational!
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