Sonova--! I did it again! Argh!
So, on Saturday I wrote about having just two of us and getting slammed until another partner arrived? Well, yesterday was the same, except I was the partner that arrived to save the drive-thru person. I then spent the rest of my shit going out of my mind with my co-worker, both of us laughing like loons and acting completely insane. :)
Then Ryan and I both got home, and he asked if we had any white wine for his dinner idea. We did not, and Indiana doesn't sell alcohol on Sundays, BUT! Michigan does! And the state line is only 5 minutes from my work! So Sameh and Ryan and I piled into my car and went to Michigan to visit a liquor store and Wal*Mart (our first time in one since Connecticut. It was the same. Surprise, surprise.). Then we came home and Ryan made a ridiculously delicious dinner involving olive oil, garlic, three peppers (red, orange, and yellow), the aforementioned white wine, chicken, and linguine. OMF.
We watched The Forbidden Kingdom as we watched, a fun movie with Jackie Chan and Jet Li doing what they do best.
Today is going to be long. Yesterday morning I woke up and was unable to breathe through my nose. Today I woke up with clear nostrils, but a sore throat. And I have an eight hour shift. Yay!
It's funny, over the past two months my hours have been cut so much that I've gotten used to shifts being only six hours, or even shorter. Now the full length ones feel like an eternity. Oy.
Our area has a Winter Weather Warning for tomorrow, soooo that'll be fun, too! :D
Monday, January 31, 2011
Saturday, January 29, 2011
The Five Hour Shift That Felt Like Twelve.
Today was...strange.
First, it was stupid busy in bursts. One of the bursts happened after one partner left, half an hour before the next was to arrive, with just Boss Lady and me on the floor. She had constant front, I had constant drive-thru, no chance to help each other, UGH.
Another rush, I screwed us over making a drink with the wrong syrup, backing us up for five cars. The tail end of that one had a woman who, when asked if there was anything else, said "No. Oh, wait a second," before driving away. o.O
The last rush before I left, we got a customer who was....no, talkative isn't the right word. I don't think the right word exists. From the moment I opened the window, she didn't stop talking to me, and talked so fast and muttered so much that I couldn't follow what she was going on about at all, except she ended half the sentences with "you know what I mean?" so I had to try and fake a response. A few minutes after she finally pulled away, I looked out the window and saw that she was pulled into a spot next to a cop car, talking in the parking lot with a policeman holding a bunch of papers. They both eventually drove away peacefully, so I have no clue what that was about...
My second to last customer could either pay for her $10 gift card with a $50 or a stack of coins (I opted for the coins), and my last customers all but demanded that I greet them at the window with a smile before they even pulled up. I promise, I didn't sound grouchy or annoyed or mopey, I just sounded normal!
Oy.
Now I'm home alone until six when Ryan gets home, my only company the cat who is acting completely insane. I just had a delicious bowl of chicken noodle soup since I arrived home cold and starving.
I got kinda crap sleep last night, and my knee is hurting more despite babying it and wearing a brace for my whole shift, so if you'll excuse me, I'm going to take a nice hot shower and open a Smirnoff Blueberry Lemonade and FREAKING RELAX.
First, it was stupid busy in bursts. One of the bursts happened after one partner left, half an hour before the next was to arrive, with just Boss Lady and me on the floor. She had constant front, I had constant drive-thru, no chance to help each other, UGH.
Another rush, I screwed us over making a drink with the wrong syrup, backing us up for five cars. The tail end of that one had a woman who, when asked if there was anything else, said "No. Oh, wait a second," before driving away. o.O
The last rush before I left, we got a customer who was....no, talkative isn't the right word. I don't think the right word exists. From the moment I opened the window, she didn't stop talking to me, and talked so fast and muttered so much that I couldn't follow what she was going on about at all, except she ended half the sentences with "you know what I mean?" so I had to try and fake a response. A few minutes after she finally pulled away, I looked out the window and saw that she was pulled into a spot next to a cop car, talking in the parking lot with a policeman holding a bunch of papers. They both eventually drove away peacefully, so I have no clue what that was about...
My second to last customer could either pay for her $10 gift card with a $50 or a stack of coins (I opted for the coins), and my last customers all but demanded that I greet them at the window with a smile before they even pulled up. I promise, I didn't sound grouchy or annoyed or mopey, I just sounded normal!
Oy.
Now I'm home alone until six when Ryan gets home, my only company the cat who is acting completely insane. I just had a delicious bowl of chicken noodle soup since I arrived home cold and starving.
I got kinda crap sleep last night, and my knee is hurting more despite babying it and wearing a brace for my whole shift, so if you'll excuse me, I'm going to take a nice hot shower and open a Smirnoff Blueberry Lemonade and FREAKING RELAX.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Hum De Dum.
Man, I am just so bad at updating this week.
Yesterday was a good day, although not very exciting to write about. I slept, I watched TV, I did a ton of laundry, Ryan and I ran errands, we hung out with the roommates, etc.
The best part of the day was that it was my mom's birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOM! :D
Today's plan:
[o] go to bank
[o] go to my Starbucks
[o] clean our room
[o] take & play with pictures
Today's direct deposit from Starbucks is the second of the two "bad" paychecks we've been anticipating from our weeks of being sick. I can't wait for this month to be over, and money to no longer be the sword hanging over our heads. I mean, the money situation is never going to be super fantastic right now, but it's been worse this past month. Oy.
Off I go to start the day!
Yesterday was a good day, although not very exciting to write about. I slept, I watched TV, I did a ton of laundry, Ryan and I ran errands, we hung out with the roommates, etc.
The best part of the day was that it was my mom's birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOM! :D
Today's plan:
[o] go to bank
[o] go to my Starbucks
[o] clean our room
[o] take & play with pictures
Today's direct deposit from Starbucks is the second of the two "bad" paychecks we've been anticipating from our weeks of being sick. I can't wait for this month to be over, and money to no longer be the sword hanging over our heads. I mean, the money situation is never going to be super fantastic right now, but it's been worse this past month. Oy.
Off I go to start the day!
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Stabby Stabby.
Today was an earlier day, what with work at 10:30. Not a bad day, though, had a fun time working with many of my favorite co-workers :)
I'm currently back in my 'Bux even though I got off at 4. Realized during my shift that, since Ryan works 4:30 to 10 tonight, and both roomies are closing, it'd be very quieti and lonely at home, and might be a good night to write at my store. Wish I had realized this before I left for work so I could have brought my laptop and a change of clothes instead of requiring a trip home and back, BUT...here I am, stabbing at the word processor page as best I can.
It's a bit of hard going. There are so many important pieces of information that the reader needs before the climax, and the climax relies heavily on me pulling off the first part of the story exactly right, and I need to find a way to give the information without straight-up telling it OR ruining the climax, and it's so very delicate and difficult and dsflkdjsfldsj.
Phew.
4,442 words in, still in love with it and willing to keep banging my head against it until I get it right. Found still needs editing and rewriting and all that, but this one (tentatively titled On The/Running, yes with the slash), stays on the front burner until I'm satisfied that I've gotten a solid start on it, and not just the few half-hearted stabs.
Tomorrow I get to drag a metric fuckton of laundry up and down stairs, and go to the bank, and try to mail a package, and finish my antibiotics, and take some more pictures, and harass Ryan about the chiropractor, etc etc etc. I have the next two days off, and they are going to be glorious. GLORIOUS, I TELL YOU.
Oh, and my knee continues to improve. I forgot the knee brace at home this morning, but Ryan was lovely enough to bring it in to me, and I now thoroughly believe him that it should just stay on until the bruise goes away. I may not limp anymore, and the brace actually seems to shift what the discomfort more to my shin, but it's still better overall.
Right then, back to work...
I'm currently back in my 'Bux even though I got off at 4. Realized during my shift that, since Ryan works 4:30 to 10 tonight, and both roomies are closing, it'd be very quieti and lonely at home, and might be a good night to write at my store. Wish I had realized this before I left for work so I could have brought my laptop and a change of clothes instead of requiring a trip home and back, BUT...here I am, stabbing at the word processor page as best I can.
It's a bit of hard going. There are so many important pieces of information that the reader needs before the climax, and the climax relies heavily on me pulling off the first part of the story exactly right, and I need to find a way to give the information without straight-up telling it OR ruining the climax, and it's so very delicate and difficult and dsflkdjsfldsj.
Phew.
4,442 words in, still in love with it and willing to keep banging my head against it until I get it right. Found still needs editing and rewriting and all that, but this one (tentatively titled On The/Running, yes with the slash), stays on the front burner until I'm satisfied that I've gotten a solid start on it, and not just the few half-hearted stabs.
Tomorrow I get to drag a metric fuckton of laundry up and down stairs, and go to the bank, and try to mail a package, and finish my antibiotics, and take some more pictures, and harass Ryan about the chiropractor, etc etc etc. I have the next two days off, and they are going to be glorious. GLORIOUS, I TELL YOU.
Oh, and my knee continues to improve. I forgot the knee brace at home this morning, but Ryan was lovely enough to bring it in to me, and I now thoroughly believe him that it should just stay on until the bruise goes away. I may not limp anymore, and the brace actually seems to shift what the discomfort more to my shin, but it's still better overall.
Right then, back to work...
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Behold...The Knee!
The knee continues to hurt. I hobbled around with a soft brace on for my six hour shift, and it actually really helped and made it feel a lot better. I'm hoping I won't need the brace tomorrow, but I'll be bringing it along just in case!
Today was slow and busy, on and off.
Came home, cleaned the hell out of the house, got dinner, hung out with Sameh, BJ, and Aurelie when she came over. Watched bad TV and generally hung out and had fun :)
Tomorrow is an early but short shift, and then it's two days off with my honey. Yay!
For now: sleeeeeep...
Today was slow and busy, on and off.
Came home, cleaned the hell out of the house, got dinner, hung out with Sameh, BJ, and Aurelie when she came over. Watched bad TV and generally hung out and had fun :)
Tomorrow is an early but short shift, and then it's two days off with my honey. Yay!
For now: sleeeeeep...
Monday, January 24, 2011
Whatever You Do, Don't Ask Me If It Was Worth It.
At Starbucks, each bar (area with espresso machine, syrups, and milk pitchers) is accompanied by an area with two faucets: one with cold water, one with hot. At my store, the hot water faucet that goes with front bar is broken, but the back one works. You need hot water to make an Americano.
I'm making an Americano at the front bar. I hit the button to pull the shots, pick up the cup, and dash to the back bar's hot water faucet to get water in the cup. Almost there, my right foot hits a wet patch and shoots out in front of me, and I do a split that ends with my left knee slamming into the tile.
I get up, get the hot water into the cup, and dash back to the front bar in time for the shots to pull, meaning I didn't waste anything.
I now have a large, swollen purple bruise just under my left knee. Also, have you ever had the sensation of a bone trying to cramp? IT'S FREAKING CREEPY. Stupid nerves...
Meanwhile, I'm exhausted and very hungry and had a bad day with my phone and a certain shift supervisor, so I think I can be forgiven for moving the cat out of the room when he just wouldn't shut up and just wanting to eat and sleep, thank you very much.
I'm making an Americano at the front bar. I hit the button to pull the shots, pick up the cup, and dash to the back bar's hot water faucet to get water in the cup. Almost there, my right foot hits a wet patch and shoots out in front of me, and I do a split that ends with my left knee slamming into the tile.
I get up, get the hot water into the cup, and dash back to the front bar in time for the shots to pull, meaning I didn't waste anything.
I now have a large, swollen purple bruise just under my left knee. Also, have you ever had the sensation of a bone trying to cramp? IT'S FREAKING CREEPY. Stupid nerves...
Meanwhile, I'm exhausted and very hungry and had a bad day with my phone and a certain shift supervisor, so I think I can be forgiven for moving the cat out of the room when he just wouldn't shut up and just wanting to eat and sleep, thank you very much.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Life. Stuff. Meh?
I did it again and completely forgot to update yesterday. Yargh!
Nothing really special about either day, so far. Work, Bones, stuff. I got crap sleep last night and had to get up at 7:30. I'm about to head off to do some shopping before ambushing Ryan when he gets off work. Hum de dum.
In other news, I've been putting up pictures over on my phototumblr :D
Okay, time to get out of work clothes and get into something comfy and head off, la de da...
Nothing really special about either day, so far. Work, Bones, stuff. I got crap sleep last night and had to get up at 7:30. I'm about to head off to do some shopping before ambushing Ryan when he gets off work. Hum de dum.
In other news, I've been putting up pictures over on my phototumblr :D
Okay, time to get out of work clothes and get into something comfy and head off, la de da...
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