The Ironic Day
So... James quit. And now I'm alone again. I started freaking out this morning but ironically, things went surprisingly smooth today. We did 55 for dinner without the chef on the line also...(and here's the other ironic twist...) Sergio, the sous-chef, got arrested on his way to work. Basically, he was talking on his cell phone, speeding, cut over 3 lanes without signaling without a license or insurance. So we were short one more person too. And the chef didnt yell nearly as much as he usually does. I stayed late to get some things done, but Im still of tomorrow... or today... or whatever. We'll see what I walk into on Friday I guess.
Well, I promised I'd pick up Tony at 6 am so I better get some sleep.
Well, I promised I'd pick up Tony at 6 am so I better get some sleep.