Many people look at me and say that I look about 10 years younger than my real age. Well, after waking up this morning, fuzzy brained again (thanks Mr. Meister), I saw this little present on my face!. No wonder people think I look young. I'm still getting ZITS! My birthday is coming up, (I'll be 38) and this is the present I get? A little reminder of my adolescence. Great.
Yesterday was the first time I was about to tell my sous chef to go fuck himself (excuse my french). He has got a real problem and I am sick of being blamed for things I don't do. I told him to his face that some of these things he is being picky about, are trivial and small. Also I said that maybe the restaurant should put some responsibility on the manager on duty because I can't watch everyone when I am not there. I was off at midnight and stuff happened after. Anyways, I said I can't do it when I'm not there. In return he called a staff meeting and I said "Good cause I have loads to say". For example, why is it that his prep is never done and left to me? And then he bitches about some bloody bottles not filled for the next day? If I wasn't left doing his work I'd have time to do mine. JACKASS. And now I close every night this week! I don't get out until the bitter end. Errrrrrrrrrrr.
The question today is....will Detroit come back and beat Edmonton? I hope so because my friend is a fan of the Red Wings and I like to bug him about it. I also don't want the Oilers to win because they knocked us out of the playoffs--well the Canucks did it to themselves...Anyways, I hope Detroit kicks Edmonton's ass.
Well, that's it for today. See yah tomorrow.
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