Jul 25, 2006 12:34
I recently had the worst day at work in my entire experience(which isn't a whole hell of a lot). Everything just kept getting worse. It started at lunch when I spilt an entire diet coke on some poor unsuspecting gentleman. Fortunately he was really nice about it, but I still felt really bad about it. That was the worst of lunch. Then we get into dinner. Dinner started out OK. I only had four tables for the night as did most people and it wasn't to busy. I was trying to work with my party of 6 and a 2 top and 3 ladies who wouldn't give me their order, when next thing I know Zach is asking me if table 24 is mine. I was like No and he said "are you sure" and I said "no". Turns out table 24 was mine. Thomas had Zach get their drinks like 1/2 hour before I even knew they where there. May not seem to huge of a deal except then I had the big boss on my case telling me how I need to "observe my section more" and "everytime I finnish something I need to look at all my tables and say what can I do for that and so and so down the line" Not really mean stuff, but it had me bugging. So then my smaller boss is getting on me and everyone is watching me and asking if I need help. Well I didn't need help all I needed was space. Unfortunately in the middle of work there is no space.
Well that was Sunday, I had Monday off and I work tonight. Its a nice week. I only work Tuesday, and Thursday. Then Tessa, her family, and I are going on vacation. My mom is bugging about me calling her before I leave. Its nothing new really. She doesn't like the feeling that her control over me is slipping through her fingers. She made her bed and now she has to lay in it. Most people don't like to be alone and I totally get that, however its not my job to be with her every moment while she (my mom) treats me like crap. I just don't go for that. Well Cheers...