A few updates
- Last night I MAY have gotten sort of drunk. No, actually, I take that back. I just really got hit by alcohol for the first time. I got home and made a drink with probably two shots of rum. Well, the thing is I hadn't eaten in like 6 hours. As I finished the drink, I noticed that my head was starting to feel sort of heavy, and then my cheeks got really flushed. My parents are convinced it was the alcohol. Well, if I was drunk, I have to say I conducted myself very well.
-work is going alright, although for the last week or so I haven't exactly been what you call a model employee. Last sunday I forgot to eat and got so sick that I had to leave early.(a first) Then the following saturday I was supposed to be at work at 10 and I didn't wake up until 10:30. Then today, right after Israel stressed to me that our temperatures weren't coming out, I realize that I haven't taken the 7 oclock temps, and that Sal (who was supposed to) did not take the 3 or the 5 oclock hot food holding temps, which doesn't make sense because we had food in the hot case. In my defense there was no bakery closer, and so in addition to doing some of their stuff, food avenue needed a lunch at 6:30, and when I got back half an hour later starbucks needed one too. I'm annoyed. I try to do a good job and I just haven't been this week. Damn it all
-another update about work. For the first time literally ever, Eli made me very put out. Last night he just didn't help with the trash. He never does that, he always helps. And in my opinion he should, because starbucks has trash, so they should help throw it out. I really shouldn't be that mad, because Eli does a lot, he doesn't leave work for others, but it just annoyed me because he didn't even say anything. He just left with his girlfriend, and I'm like, "um...we weren't done yet." Also because when I threw the trash out one of the starbucks bags had broken (as they sometimes do) and coffee was everywhere. That always seems to happen when the starbucks people aren't helping with the trash. But really im probably just bitter that he has a girlfriend to rush off with while I get covered in coffee juice.
-I've decided that I want Waffles's baby to be fat. I saw one of those cubby babies at the store, and he was so cute. I guess when I say fat, I just mean adorabley chubby. Also, funnily enough my mom told me the other day, "when she starts cleaning things you'll know she's ready to pop" not knowing that in fact, she has.
-I need to start writing papers. I'm also annoyed because i'm probably going to get a B in my PSY class. Eh.
Love,
Tara