Off today and tomorrow as usual. Sunday at Hamilton, then Monday and Tuesday off. Wednesday I work my last Hamilton shift for the term, Thursday I report back to the central kitchen to get ready for the graduation onslaught, and probably work at least 6 in a row. Then off to the IntroDucktion races all summer long. (At least with campus all torn up ( Read more... )

Such was the title of the bitchy "editorial" in the Daily Fourth Gradian or its equivalent, the precocious little tabloid published by the Satori campers. I know they're just kids, and smart ones, but whoever wrote this self-serving vocabulary exposition needs to learn a thing or six.

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So the vegan allergy kid came in today and I asked him if he eats honey. "Yeah," he said, which makes him at best a strict vegetarian. He doesn't seem to know what a vegan is any more than my management does. (Seriously, trying to explain lacto-ovo vegetarianism vs. veganism to the supe is like teaching calculus to a dog ( Read more... )

Back to work yesterday, though no service. Prepped for a big barbecue lunch on the campus mall and for my little dinner of turkey and trimmings. Made 264 canneloni (though the boss calls them manicotti) of the 300 I need on Monday, though I didn't get to the lasagna for Wednesday. Luckily we have some time ( Read more... )

So the kittens are being kittens, into everything they can reach. The grownup kitties are spending more time outside. We hope for a gradual rapprochement. Tomorrow morning everybody gets to go to the vet (and my wallet hurts already), and rather than corral them all into the house, then into carriers in the morning before work, when I saw all four ( Read more... )

I only have to feed 65 drum majorettes tonight, but the supe and I have to prep 45 pans of lasagna and a bunch of pizzas and manicotti and write requisitions for the largest camp of the summer this week and oh gods I better go in early...

Ugh, I have slept poorly the last three nights. Too warm, too anxious about not getting up on time, too alone when Kevin (having sleep problems of his own) was not next to me. Two nights ago I thought I was groggy enough to sleep at 9, but then lay awake until at least 10:15. Got up Friday at 6, yesterday at 5, today at 4, and have to get up at 3: ( Read more... )

Wow. I slept until 7:27 ( Read more... )

The supe screamed and screamed. She reviled me, not just cussed me out, but denigrated my skills and my appropriateness for my job, at full volume, in the middle of the kitchen, to the boss and his boss. When I asked her questions, she answered with scorn and no real answer. She threw her hands up in the air and walked away from me oh, probably six ( Read more... )

This week is stuttering camp at EWU. Do not be caught walking on campus by one of the campers; they will want to interview you, and it can be excruciating. What a conflict -- wanting to help them, and needing to get back to work ( Read more... )