Puffy-eyed optimist
It was an awful weekend at the restaurant.
Ridiculously busy and completely short staffed.
I was asked to work a double last Saturday, both opening and closing the place, and then had to open on Sunday. By the time I sat down at my parents' table for Thanksgiving with the family, I was extremely close to falling asleep at the table. Keeping my eyes open was painful.
Add to that frustration with someone and the fact that I'm scheduled every day this week, and you get an Allison who had a bit of a meltdown by Monday night.
I'm feeling better now. Although today I had to turn down a one-night gig for tomorrow night that would have been really good exposure, all because I couldn't get someone to cover for me. Damn.
Things have to start looking up soon, don't they?
Well, at least I get to sleep in tomorrow. Heaven.
(I have to say, still not loving the whole getting up when I used to go to sleep deal. I'm so much more of a night person. Ask anyone...)
Things will get better.
This is my mantra.
Ridiculously busy and completely short staffed.
I was asked to work a double last Saturday, both opening and closing the place, and then had to open on Sunday. By the time I sat down at my parents' table for Thanksgiving with the family, I was extremely close to falling asleep at the table. Keeping my eyes open was painful.
Add to that frustration with someone and the fact that I'm scheduled every day this week, and you get an Allison who had a bit of a meltdown by Monday night.
I'm feeling better now. Although today I had to turn down a one-night gig for tomorrow night that would have been really good exposure, all because I couldn't get someone to cover for me. Damn.
Things have to start looking up soon, don't they?
Well, at least I get to sleep in tomorrow. Heaven.
(I have to say, still not loving the whole getting up when I used to go to sleep deal. I'm so much more of a night person. Ask anyone...)
Things will get better.
This is my mantra.