work work work
So, obviously I've been working a lot. One of the cooks is on vacation, one is interviewing for another job, and one had to quit. My boss promised he would give me at least one day off. Maybe two. Lucky me. I'm never really sure what to do when I'm not at work. It's a different feeling when you work during the day rather than at night. I've been working at night, so I've had to rearrange my thought process again. I'm supposed to have an interview with the library system sometime in May or June. A little stressful since my lease is up at the end of June. I have no idea whether or not to find a place to live here in E-burg or around the library system. Very stressful since the library is a county position and they take FOREVER. I'm pretty sure it's time to go, I'm just not ready yet.
Last night at work was extremely irritating. One of the cooks, who used to actually be a friend was being all interferey and stuff. It would be fine if he was actually helping, but it was more like I wasn't doing something and he just expected me to know what it was. Working one day a week in the kitchen is not enough to retain any kind of details that I should know by now if I were working more back there. Then, another cook was getting a little grumpy. I think he expected me to know stuff by now too. The dishwasher thought he could be friendly when I was trying to focus. My focusing is NOT stressing out. Only one of the cooks was civil and understanding to me. Everyone else thinks I was freaking out. idiots. They just kept getting in the way. oh well. Off to the grind.
Last night at work was extremely irritating. One of the cooks, who used to actually be a friend was being all interferey and stuff. It would be fine if he was actually helping, but it was more like I wasn't doing something and he just expected me to know what it was. Working one day a week in the kitchen is not enough to retain any kind of details that I should know by now if I were working more back there. Then, another cook was getting a little grumpy. I think he expected me to know stuff by now too. The dishwasher thought he could be friendly when I was trying to focus. My focusing is NOT stressing out. Only one of the cooks was civil and understanding to me. Everyone else thinks I was freaking out. idiots. They just kept getting in the way. oh well. Off to the grind.