Full Day.

Let’s see, what did I do today. I finished making paninis around 11 AM, an hour after they should have been finished. Eh, it was my second time making them. Plus, I was held up a couple times because I had to fetch/prep things. Ran out of pulled chicken for the frontegas, so I had to quick pull some chicken out of the fridge and pull just enough to finish making par. Got more mushrooms out of the freezer. And I wonder if there’s a faster way to distribute the cheese. Must be! If I intend to finish paninis on time, I simply have to shave off fifteen minutes per panini type. It’s doable. I remember how Shawn used to do all of one type at the same time. I don’t feel like I have the room for it, I split all but the smokehouse into two tables.

Continuing my trend as the untrained wonder, I screwed up making bagettes. They refused to go into the oven correctly. Um. It was pretty bad. Halfway into filling the middle oven, Suzanne pointed out that I had to flour the bottom of them so they wouldn’t stick. I only get told this now, six months after working in the same restaurant. Sufficive to say, the bagettes I made after that point were fantastic. About time, I’m sick of screwing up bagettes. I’m better than that. You should have seen how pissed I was.

I love how people come in after me, then leave before me, and I’m supposed to stay late to cover other areas. Happens all the time. Supposed to leave at 2 PM today. Nope, was shoved over to bakery until 3 PM, when Christina showed up. I had traffic for about forty-five minutes straight. I went at a relaxed pace, not stressing about how fast I was going. Checked the pan-up, swept, and decided to stop working. Few minutes after that, Christina relieved me anyway.

I left when Erik did, but not without giving Melissa a kiss on the cheek. *purrs* Oh, I finally got through Mike’s head that I’ll open. I love openning. Keeps me in touch with the schematics. I know that if I open, the fridge will be cleaned at least once a week.

Jenny’s jealous that I’ve learned line, because she’s wanted to learn for a while now. She was whining to Mike, and I reiterated to her that she won’t learn line unless she does evenings or weekends. She simply can NOT displace Sonia/Rolando/Gladys/Nelson. Not possible.

I came home, changed clothes, and headed for Erik’s congolmerate party. His birthday was last Tuesday, but he got stuff today. Including a kilt and a blow-up sheep. *nodnod*

The pool table was cleared. Blue moon, indeed.

Cliff kept to himself, playing Saga Frontier for a while. Trent and Martino were there. Dan and Liz showed up eventually.

I ate a lot today. Break meal. Three hot dogs. Three root beers. Cake. Ice Cream. And then we went to Chili’s. I munched on other people’s food and had an electric lemonade for myself.

Liz got Erik two movies – two most of us hadn’t seen before. I sensed Martino had seen the one we watched tonight. Foreign asian film. There’s a guy named Ting who beats people with his elbows consistently. …And his friend Dirty Balls. Yes. Dirty Balls. *nodnod* I thought I was going to fall asleep during it, but I was laughing too hard. How can I fall asleep when Ting has to elbow somebody in the head that’s threatening his Dirty Balls? Actually, that’s not entirely true. Easiest way to draw Ting’s attention is to hit a girl.

Home again. Work in the afternoon. I love being all over the clock. I believe I’ll GOTO bed without pestering Roxanne Covalent. I’m tired.

Oh, and Erik’s grandma liked my hair. *smirks*