I got so tired of discussing my future I've started avoiding the people I love
Contrary to popular belief, I don't love the idea of working sunrise til sunset lol.
Mondays will continue to be the bane of my fucking existence. Today isn’t too bad, only a 2pm to 7ish shift. But going forward they are likely to be 7:30-7 shifts. The rest of my shifts will be 7:30 to 5:30. We can leave earlier when the restaurant is open, but Mondays are the day where I am basically the only person working. Kind of a blessing/curse situation, if it’s busy I’m fucked and get so flustered, if it’s slow, I can just chill on the computer drinking coffee/tea and such, and don’t have anyone observing my unproductiveness.
Work is getting less and less fun, but I guess that's fall in a nut shell. It's nice at first, cooler weather and then it gets dreary and rainy and nearly 2 weeks ago we got like 8 inches of rain and the golf course is still recovering. And more rain the past couple days and they let the dam out. And some people act like it’s our fault haha, not many but enough have been annoyed at us over weather and flooding, that it really makes it seem like they think we have control over it.
It’s nuts with weddings too, 5 this past week and 6 coming up this weekend. I was talking to Zulu about this and we were ranting about how much has changed over the years, and how they finally are staffing appropriately, or compared to how we used to do it, it seems a bit like overstaffing. Considering weddings have smaller capacity, it seems like they are still staffing at full capacity. We used to rock a 200 person wedding with just 2 bartenders, and now they’re doing 125ish weddings with 2 bartenders, a barback, and now they have a wedding ‘manager’, basically Bo is there 10-1 to oversee things. We were laughing about this, how we would just make it work and figure shit out, like finally they seem like they're thinking ahead, though the drawback of course is that the bartenders aren’t making nearly the amount of tips that we used to. But not my role, nor do I want it to be.
Menu tastings are coming up. I don’t know whether I should offer my services or not. They’re easy and I come home with lots of food and maybe wine. But I only make minimum wage and little in tips, plus they’re super draining, having to talk so much and then all the clean-up til 11ish at night. Plus if the golf course is open, I’ll still be doing proshop shifts. Ugh. I think I’ll offer to maybe work 2 out of 4 nights, and hope they can get someone else.
Life things are the same old shit.
Hungout with some people at Paige’s a couple weekends ago, we played the Cyanide and Happiness trolley problem game, which was super fun once we got the hang of it and we carved pumpkins which was hilarious. It was lovely. Really need to plan a hangout with DP, it’s been a long time since her bday dinner party.
I’ve loved seeing my sisters a lot the past few weekends, not together, but separately. This past weekend, they were down and I made biscuits and everyone raved about them.
I’m in the midst of reading this super smutty, out of character, all human Spuffy fic, and it’s a wonderful distraction from work and life and my period which again is fucking me over.
I finished the new Sex Education season with a rewatch of s2 beforehand too. Always a pleasure, though some of it was hard to watch, but in a good way. Like the Hope stuff got a little like Handmaid’s Tale level uncomfortable.
I just got into The Startup, I was unsure watching the first ep, but by the very end of the second ep where the three are sitting there and Ronald asks to be their partner, I was like YES, I am down for this ride. It’s kind of wild, and in a similar way as Breaking Bad, I can only watch maybe 2 eps a time, it’s a tad intense. And so much fucking, damn.
I’ve been told I should watch Squid Game, and I want to catch up on Rick & Morty and What We Do In The Shadows and more that I'm forgetting.
So looking forward to more days off and less work, but that may be a pipedream.
I got so tired of discussing my future I've started avoiding the people I love.
Evenings of silence and mornings of nausea
Mondays will continue to be the bane of my fucking existence. Today isn’t too bad, only a 2pm to 7ish shift. But going forward they are likely to be 7:30-7 shifts. The rest of my shifts will be 7:30 to 5:30. We can leave earlier when the restaurant is open, but Mondays are the day where I am basically the only person working. Kind of a blessing/curse situation, if it’s busy I’m fucked and get so flustered, if it’s slow, I can just chill on the computer drinking coffee/tea and such, and don’t have anyone observing my unproductiveness.
Work is getting less and less fun, but I guess that's fall in a nut shell. It's nice at first, cooler weather and then it gets dreary and rainy and nearly 2 weeks ago we got like 8 inches of rain and the golf course is still recovering. And more rain the past couple days and they let the dam out. And some people act like it’s our fault haha, not many but enough have been annoyed at us over weather and flooding, that it really makes it seem like they think we have control over it.
It’s nuts with weddings too, 5 this past week and 6 coming up this weekend. I was talking to Zulu about this and we were ranting about how much has changed over the years, and how they finally are staffing appropriately, or compared to how we used to do it, it seems a bit like overstaffing. Considering weddings have smaller capacity, it seems like they are still staffing at full capacity. We used to rock a 200 person wedding with just 2 bartenders, and now they’re doing 125ish weddings with 2 bartenders, a barback, and now they have a wedding ‘manager’, basically Bo is there 10-1 to oversee things. We were laughing about this, how we would just make it work and figure shit out, like finally they seem like they're thinking ahead, though the drawback of course is that the bartenders aren’t making nearly the amount of tips that we used to. But not my role, nor do I want it to be.
Menu tastings are coming up. I don’t know whether I should offer my services or not. They’re easy and I come home with lots of food and maybe wine. But I only make minimum wage and little in tips, plus they’re super draining, having to talk so much and then all the clean-up til 11ish at night. Plus if the golf course is open, I’ll still be doing proshop shifts. Ugh. I think I’ll offer to maybe work 2 out of 4 nights, and hope they can get someone else.
Life things are the same old shit.
Hungout with some people at Paige’s a couple weekends ago, we played the Cyanide and Happiness trolley problem game, which was super fun once we got the hang of it and we carved pumpkins which was hilarious. It was lovely. Really need to plan a hangout with DP, it’s been a long time since her bday dinner party.
I’ve loved seeing my sisters a lot the past few weekends, not together, but separately. This past weekend, they were down and I made biscuits and everyone raved about them.
I’m in the midst of reading this super smutty, out of character, all human Spuffy fic, and it’s a wonderful distraction from work and life and my period which again is fucking me over.
I finished the new Sex Education season with a rewatch of s2 beforehand too. Always a pleasure, though some of it was hard to watch, but in a good way. Like the Hope stuff got a little like Handmaid’s Tale level uncomfortable.
I just got into The Startup, I was unsure watching the first ep, but by the very end of the second ep where the three are sitting there and Ronald asks to be their partner, I was like YES, I am down for this ride. It’s kind of wild, and in a similar way as Breaking Bad, I can only watch maybe 2 eps a time, it’s a tad intense. And so much fucking, damn.
I’ve been told I should watch Squid Game, and I want to catch up on Rick & Morty and What We Do In The Shadows and more that I'm forgetting.
So looking forward to more days off and less work, but that may be a pipedream.
I got so tired of discussing my future I've started avoiding the people I love.
Evenings of silence and mornings of nausea