Well, my job might be safe, at least for the moment anyway. I was talking to the assistant manager today. There was a district wide meeting yesterday with all of the store managers and our district manager. He told me our store manager asked our district manager about me and he said that he hadnt heard anything from his bosses and as far as he was concerned, if no one tells him to have me fired, my job was safe. On one hand this is good news, keeping my job is a good thing, on the other hand I really hate my job and getting three months of severance and unemployment until I found another was getting to the point where it didnt sound like a bad deal at all. The front end manager truly fucked over everyone in my department this weekend by taking way too much work when I was at lunch that had to be completed in way to short of a time so everyone whos working from today (myself included) pretty much though the weekend. For example, she took an order for 500 post cards, when I got back from lunch she told me they had left the job, and thats it. I was hurriedly trying to get other shit done when the customer came back, apparently she told the customer that it would be done when they got back in a hour. Thats 500 fucking post cards. Then there was the 250 Christmas card order she took that had to be hand folded by tomorrow morning. Shes a nice lady but holy hell; shes a total fucking idiot. No, seriously, shes an idiot. This woman cant figure out how to print a document from the computer. Anything more than sending a fax and shes totally confused; when I get backed up and call for help, if she comes over, her help is nothing more than telling customers that they will have to wait for me because shes too fucking stupid to help them. Im going to have to talk to the store manager and tell him that if my only choice to have someone cover my department is her, Im not going to lunch. Period. Yeah, it sucks ass for me but Id rather work the day through strait then fuck over my employees.
Oh, and speaking of employees, the girl who tried to commit suicide a few weeks ago is back and doing well. Apparently her doctor took her off her meds a little too soon. Yeah, thats not a good thing. Zoloft is your friend; I should know after all, I was on it for about a year and a half. Yeah, when you spend most of the night staring at a bottle of pain killers and a bottle of vodka and try to figure out if youre going to end it all, Zoloft can be your best friend ever.
Im going to start making a list of everything I need to accomplish before I start school next fall. As stupid as this sounds, Im working on a logo, something of a deranged cartoon character to have embroidered on at least one chefs jacket. Im leaning toward a devil in a chefs hat; or as I like to call it a culinary condom. Seriously, those chefs hats suck ass. Ill be getting whats called a skull cap, which is better. Anyway if chef Turner is still teaching there, hed probably laugh at it. Of course hed tell me Id have to wear a standard jacket from then on, but Im sure hed think it was funny. Any other professor Im sure would put me on their shit list. And, Id be ok with that. Apparently there are a lot of professors in the Chefs department that want to turn the local community collage into the next Cordon Bleu institute, which is total crap. Yes, the this local about that shit. I have no desire to be some Michelin star chef. To me, thats all pompous bullshit. Im out to do what I want and if that isnt fancy enough for these guys, fuck them. I want to learn how to make killer pizza and to elevate those common dishes that would make those fancy chefs want to turn tail and community college has won INTERNATIONAL cooking competitions, but hell, I dont give a rats ass run into amazing things that they would kill to have a taste of. Yeah, Im fucked up like that.
Oh, and speaking of employees, the girl who tried to commit suicide a few weeks ago is back and doing well. Apparently her doctor took her off her meds a little too soon. Yeah, thats not a good thing. Zoloft is your friend; I should know after all, I was on it for about a year and a half. Yeah, when you spend most of the night staring at a bottle of pain killers and a bottle of vodka and try to figure out if youre going to end it all, Zoloft can be your best friend ever.
Im going to start making a list of everything I need to accomplish before I start school next fall. As stupid as this sounds, Im working on a logo, something of a deranged cartoon character to have embroidered on at least one chefs jacket. Im leaning toward a devil in a chefs hat; or as I like to call it a culinary condom. Seriously, those chefs hats suck ass. Ill be getting whats called a skull cap, which is better. Anyway if chef Turner is still teaching there, hed probably laugh at it. Of course hed tell me Id have to wear a standard jacket from then on, but Im sure hed think it was funny. Any other professor Im sure would put me on their shit list. And, Id be ok with that. Apparently there are a lot of professors in the Chefs department that want to turn the local community collage into the next Cordon Bleu institute, which is total crap. Yes, the this local about that shit. I have no desire to be some Michelin star chef. To me, thats all pompous bullshit. Im out to do what I want and if that isnt fancy enough for these guys, fuck them. I want to learn how to make killer pizza and to elevate those common dishes that would make those fancy chefs want to turn tail and community college has won INTERNATIONAL cooking competitions, but hell, I dont give a rats ass run into amazing things that they would kill to have a taste of. Yeah, Im fucked up like that.