what a day i have had...
didn't get much sleep...went to the gym this moring after an arguement with the man about wasting 80 bucks a month etc. so WE went to the gym...worked out came home...god showers are heavenly when you are sweaty...i don't see how homeless people go without showering...i must shower atleast once a day sometimes twice...
went to the bank, then the berry to print out today's daily specials...then to work....slow slow slowest day ever...
here's the story...
david our dishwasher (56) started to sweep...he swept the RUG to my left...who sweeps a rug?!?!?! i said, "why don't you shake it out?" he mumbled something....i picked up the rug and shook it....he jumped back and started yelling at me for throwing the dust on him, telling him what to do, that i was a young girl telling a 56 year old man how to do his job etc. he yelled to the owner TONY who just replied, "she was just trying to help, i've shaken the rug inside a few times etc."
now yes as my grandmother would say "tiffany you know you shouldn't shake a rug inside you should shake it outside" yes grandma i know! but david was sweeping the rug and i shook it in an open area so i would not have to drag the rug through the kitchen and get everything in there full of dirt and sand etc.
yes yes he proceeded to yell at me for various things...shaking the rug inside and getting dust on him (he walks around in soaked pants (because he's the dishawasher) and it looks like he pissed himself), telling him how to do his job etc. so i asked him "why are you yelling at me?" he mumbled and i again told him to stop yelling at me, that he was not my father...it turned into this huge problem and i eventually walked into the bathroom to escape him...
I CANNOT STAND HIM...it is his job to clean...he washes dishes with cold water...mops the floor before its time to mop an dthen everyone walks on it... puts all the food away before closing time and causes Tony to run back and forth when a customer comes in, etc. i am very anal when i clean, but i'm not always cleaning, but when i do clean i am very anal (i did say that no?) david cleans around things instead of moving them and cleaning under them...in a resturante i just don't see how that is acceptable...and how he keeps his job...probably b/c every resturant needs a dumb dishwasher...
that incident almost made me quit...
talked to my mom today...it has been confirmed that RAVEN my Rottie of 9 years has bone cancer which has already spread througout her body...3 months or less to live...
I LOVE HER SO!!!
i wonder what my parents are going to do when she dies.... RAVEN is all they have left... i hope they will be ok...they are already hermits...
tis all for now....
love.
didn't get much sleep...went to the gym this moring after an arguement with the man about wasting 80 bucks a month etc. so WE went to the gym...worked out came home...god showers are heavenly when you are sweaty...i don't see how homeless people go without showering...i must shower atleast once a day sometimes twice...
went to the bank, then the berry to print out today's daily specials...then to work....slow slow slowest day ever...
here's the story...
david our dishwasher (56) started to sweep...he swept the RUG to my left...who sweeps a rug?!?!?! i said, "why don't you shake it out?" he mumbled something....i picked up the rug and shook it....he jumped back and started yelling at me for throwing the dust on him, telling him what to do, that i was a young girl telling a 56 year old man how to do his job etc. he yelled to the owner TONY who just replied, "she was just trying to help, i've shaken the rug inside a few times etc."
now yes as my grandmother would say "tiffany you know you shouldn't shake a rug inside you should shake it outside" yes grandma i know! but david was sweeping the rug and i shook it in an open area so i would not have to drag the rug through the kitchen and get everything in there full of dirt and sand etc.
yes yes he proceeded to yell at me for various things...shaking the rug inside and getting dust on him (he walks around in soaked pants (because he's the dishawasher) and it looks like he pissed himself), telling him how to do his job etc. so i asked him "why are you yelling at me?" he mumbled and i again told him to stop yelling at me, that he was not my father...it turned into this huge problem and i eventually walked into the bathroom to escape him...
I CANNOT STAND HIM...it is his job to clean...he washes dishes with cold water...mops the floor before its time to mop an dthen everyone walks on it... puts all the food away before closing time and causes Tony to run back and forth when a customer comes in, etc. i am very anal when i clean, but i'm not always cleaning, but when i do clean i am very anal (i did say that no?) david cleans around things instead of moving them and cleaning under them...in a resturante i just don't see how that is acceptable...and how he keeps his job...probably b/c every resturant needs a dumb dishwasher...
that incident almost made me quit...
talked to my mom today...it has been confirmed that RAVEN my Rottie of 9 years has bone cancer which has already spread througout her body...3 months or less to live...
I LOVE HER SO!!!
i wonder what my parents are going to do when she dies.... RAVEN is all they have left... i hope they will be ok...they are already hermits...
tis all for now....
love.
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Someone who washes greasy dishes all day should NOT complain about getting dust on his clothes (which should already be covered in a ton of shit anyways). Good job on regulatin' though Tiff'. I woulda done the same.