Feb 6, 2004
2004-02-07||xx||1:04 a.m.
Today.....Today was a vicious reminder and fitting tribute to reasons i dislike my job. It's not the people, oh no- I love about 90% of those i work with. The remaining ten percent coalesces in the form of one man who drives me insane, and I just happen to work with him on friday mornings.
This friday morning, on a day of sleet and ice, it just got bad. First, dad called and said he wasn't going to be able to pick me up for work due to the weather. No problem, i called work, informed them and was told to call a cab. That cost me $15.00, which of course, did nothing to make me happy this morning. Adding in the fact that whoever closed the line thursday night did absolutely fuckshit to help me out the next day, and you have all the ingredients for disaster. And what a disaster.
The day started off with me being 20 minutes or so late due to the cab and the weather, followed by a malfunctioning steam table, a piss poor fryer that didn't want to light, barbecue sauce and marinara that decided to make belly flops on the floor, ranch dressing that thought that looked like fun and wanted to try, parsely flakes that decided they weren't happy until they made the floor look like a grass patch, a fucking lake outside the back door, the pokey little truck driver and a general habit of damn near falling on every slippery spot the floor had to offer...and I rapidly delved into the No- Man's land of Angry Cephy. And believe me... it was not a good place to be.
It was so bad that only by working three stations during lunch was I able to burn off some excess energy and rage. Of course, being told to clock out a full hour and a half before I was due to be picked up wasn't fun either.
Matt offered to alter my schedule to Friday nights, but I requested instead off Fridays. I'm sick of working a four day close shift at weekends end. I think, and this is something i have been considering for some time, that if I can find a job with comparable hours and money closer to home that i will take it and drop my hours at Pargos to next to nil. Superbowl night epitomized everything in a solid form for me. We were slow, dead in fact and Matt was saying that between Jermaine and I, one of us could go home, we didn't have to stay. However, both of us could not go, one of us would have to stay. I felt like a babysitter, like those who would be left at Pargos couldn't handle the line. Ridiculous...
So that was my Friday, or rather Friday morning at least. Friday night I went out with Chrissy, Frank, Kate, Eric and Ang to the Arundel Mall where they have this amazing set up. The movie theater has been done in an Egyptian motif, with bas reliefs and murals in the accurate stylings. It's gorgeous.
Yesterday, being my day off I received a phone call from ohio. It seems I will indeed be cooking the feast at GE this year. I do have to say i am excited, it's something I have wanted to do for some time and I feel VERY confident that i am capable of this task. Now the only question remains... what to cook? I have ideas, and concepts, but it will be a matter of availability and price as to whether they will be done. Either way, a fun time is guaranteed. As in Phun- P-H-UN! Phun!
Peace out ya'll,
Ghetto Cephy