So it's raining something horrible.. I have a backache... been eating all day.....
Heads are gonna roll at my work... prety sure that our sous chef is gonna get shit canned.. he has been being an ass to everyone.. no one likes to work with him.. and saturday night on his shift, the kitchen was more fucked up than I've ever seen it.. he tried to place the blame everywhere.. the hostess... the servers.. people who had the night off... the fucking reality is that it's his kitchen and therefore his responsibility to make sure it runs smoothly.. you can't fault the hostess for seating people who made reservations weeks in advance.. you can't fault the servers for letting the customers place orders.. it all falls on the chef... on top of all of this, I think he's getting ready to have a sexual harassment charge filed on him by one of the servers... doh!!!
In more amusing news, the ex rolled through town tonight.. stopped by to see some old friends at work.. most of whom are my friends.. then got shitty at one of them (who lives next door to me) because he didn't drop what he was doing (his job) to tell her how happy he was to see her... of course she couldn't stop by my house to get all of her shit out of it... even though she had to have driven right by... beginning tuesday, all of it will be on my front porch.. I don't care if it gets snowed on, stolen, whatever... It is not my responsibility to drive her shit to her in Terre Haute when she obviously has a way to get to and from Indianapolis...
bitter.. maybe a little bit...
Heads are gonna roll at my work... prety sure that our sous chef is gonna get shit canned.. he has been being an ass to everyone.. no one likes to work with him.. and saturday night on his shift, the kitchen was more fucked up than I've ever seen it.. he tried to place the blame everywhere.. the hostess... the servers.. people who had the night off... the fucking reality is that it's his kitchen and therefore his responsibility to make sure it runs smoothly.. you can't fault the hostess for seating people who made reservations weeks in advance.. you can't fault the servers for letting the customers place orders.. it all falls on the chef... on top of all of this, I think he's getting ready to have a sexual harassment charge filed on him by one of the servers... doh!!!
In more amusing news, the ex rolled through town tonight.. stopped by to see some old friends at work.. most of whom are my friends.. then got shitty at one of them (who lives next door to me) because he didn't drop what he was doing (his job) to tell her how happy he was to see her... of course she couldn't stop by my house to get all of her shit out of it... even though she had to have driven right by... beginning tuesday, all of it will be on my front porch.. I don't care if it gets snowed on, stolen, whatever... It is not my responsibility to drive her shit to her in Terre Haute when she obviously has a way to get to and from Indianapolis...
bitter.. maybe a little bit...