Until I got to work. Isn't it funny how that works. I miss my kids, and my husband like crazy when I am gone, up until they are with me for 10 min or so. HA!
This weekend was one of the craziest I have had. Teenagers. 2 more years for the one. 2 more stinkin' years. She's counting down the seconds, and I am starting to count them down as well. I love her, but Lord have Mercy she caused me more grey hairs this weekend alone than I have gotten all my life.
Then I get to work. I am told that others think I do not do enough at work, or that I get away with so much. Because, I once again, forgot to put up my damn pasta noodles I cooked for pasta salads... So someone else had to do it for me. I have done many things for other people, yes I might have bitched about it, but I did it.
So sorry that after a slammin busy lunch where afterwards I emptied the entire ice bin, dumping 10 gallon buckets of ice/water out 15 times.... I forgot to put up a collinder of boiled pasta 3 feet away into the cooler, and you had to do it for me. Really. I am sorry.
Today was a normal Monday, pretty much. Here is what I did, for shits and giggles:
Unlock door, alarm, clocked in
Turn on all lights
Put up a rack of glasses that were left from the prior night
wash a rack that was not washed yet
Get salad bar out of cooler
Dump most everything because it looks like shit
Fill everything back up
Pull eggs from the freezer becuase they were not pulled for me, now I have to thaw them
Cut up veggies for the bar, and for back ups for the bar
Flip and clean all the salad bar things... Do 3 loads of dishes in order to get this task done
Make a pasta salad
Lunch Rush
Wait on about 40 tables this entails:
Taking an order, putting it in a computer, taking out drinks, filling those drinks, taking out the food (I did get help with this, thank you boss mans!)
Clear 40 some odd tables of all dishes and food take them to the back (Also thank you for the help with this)
Print tickets for 20 of my 40 tables (too busy to do them all)
Collect money, credit cards and checks for about 20 of those tables, bosses helped here too
Wipe all those tables
SWEEP under all those tables
FILL parmesean shakers up on about 10 tables
Clean salad bar glass
Fill salad bar back up
clean salad bar
sweep around salad bar
clean toilets, bathroom sinks, and mirrors
Take out bathroom trash
Clean font window glass
Clean out kitchen dish sink after finishing up, and putting up dishes
Clean out kitchen sink trap thing
Settle out all my credit card tips
Check what produce is needed
Call and order that produce
Thank God I am now able to clock out in time, to get my kids from school
I did not get around to filling the coke cooler, that was left empty or filling up the sugars in my section or making the pico or macaroni salad, or boiling potatoes, or writing down the recipes for the salads I make that I have done 20 times before... I guess I really am a slacker.
Oh and then when I got home, I sorted out clean laundry, took my son shopping for his clothes (with the tips I made working my ass off today) got dinner (didnt cook, I AM a slacker) cleaned the litter box, and washed 3 more loads of laundry.
Oh and I took my dogs for a walk, watered the plants, made my daughter a doctors appointment, confirmed my dental appointment for tomorrow, and played a few games of draw something with firiends online.
I know I could do more than I do. I know I could bitch less than I do. But DAMMIT I do a lot of shit that other people don't at work, and here at home. I work hard for my money and I CARE about my job. That should mean something, and hearing that others think I leave messes, or don't have to do anything because I am a kiss ass or why ever they think I get away with anything... Is dead wrong. I pull my weight, I slack off too, but not any more than anyone else, and it HURTS a little to think that people think that. I Just had to get it off my chest.
This has been a stressful week, for things not really blogable.... (is blogable a word) I am ready for it to settle down a bit. :)
This weekend was one of the craziest I have had. Teenagers. 2 more years for the one. 2 more stinkin' years. She's counting down the seconds, and I am starting to count them down as well. I love her, but Lord have Mercy she caused me more grey hairs this weekend alone than I have gotten all my life.
Then I get to work. I am told that others think I do not do enough at work, or that I get away with so much. Because, I once again, forgot to put up my damn pasta noodles I cooked for pasta salads... So someone else had to do it for me. I have done many things for other people, yes I might have bitched about it, but I did it.
So sorry that after a slammin busy lunch where afterwards I emptied the entire ice bin, dumping 10 gallon buckets of ice/water out 15 times.... I forgot to put up a collinder of boiled pasta 3 feet away into the cooler, and you had to do it for me. Really. I am sorry.
Today was a normal Monday, pretty much. Here is what I did, for shits and giggles:
Unlock door, alarm, clocked in
Turn on all lights
Put up a rack of glasses that were left from the prior night
wash a rack that was not washed yet
Get salad bar out of cooler
Dump most everything because it looks like shit
Fill everything back up
Pull eggs from the freezer becuase they were not pulled for me, now I have to thaw them
Cut up veggies for the bar, and for back ups for the bar
Flip and clean all the salad bar things... Do 3 loads of dishes in order to get this task done
Make a pasta salad
Lunch Rush
Wait on about 40 tables this entails:
Taking an order, putting it in a computer, taking out drinks, filling those drinks, taking out the food (I did get help with this, thank you boss mans!)
Clear 40 some odd tables of all dishes and food take them to the back (Also thank you for the help with this)
Print tickets for 20 of my 40 tables (too busy to do them all)
Collect money, credit cards and checks for about 20 of those tables, bosses helped here too
Wipe all those tables
SWEEP under all those tables
FILL parmesean shakers up on about 10 tables
Clean salad bar glass
Fill salad bar back up
clean salad bar
sweep around salad bar
clean toilets, bathroom sinks, and mirrors
Take out bathroom trash
Clean font window glass
Clean out kitchen dish sink after finishing up, and putting up dishes
Clean out kitchen sink trap thing
Settle out all my credit card tips
Check what produce is needed
Call and order that produce
Thank God I am now able to clock out in time, to get my kids from school
I did not get around to filling the coke cooler, that was left empty or filling up the sugars in my section or making the pico or macaroni salad, or boiling potatoes, or writing down the recipes for the salads I make that I have done 20 times before... I guess I really am a slacker.
Oh and then when I got home, I sorted out clean laundry, took my son shopping for his clothes (with the tips I made working my ass off today) got dinner (didnt cook, I AM a slacker) cleaned the litter box, and washed 3 more loads of laundry.
Oh and I took my dogs for a walk, watered the plants, made my daughter a doctors appointment, confirmed my dental appointment for tomorrow, and played a few games of draw something with firiends online.
I know I could do more than I do. I know I could bitch less than I do. But DAMMIT I do a lot of shit that other people don't at work, and here at home. I work hard for my money and I CARE about my job. That should mean something, and hearing that others think I leave messes, or don't have to do anything because I am a kiss ass or why ever they think I get away with anything... Is dead wrong. I pull my weight, I slack off too, but not any more than anyone else, and it HURTS a little to think that people think that. I Just had to get it off my chest.
This has been a stressful week, for things not really blogable.... (is blogable a word) I am ready for it to settle down a bit. :)
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