2/16/05

Today I didnt’ go to work. It was so nice. Yeah, I kind of feel bad that they were probably swamped and stuff, but considering the alternative…

Tomorrow I have to be at work at 7. Of course, If I hadn’t just called and talked to my manager I could have probably gone in at 9. *rolls eyes* That’s what I get for caring. I get a 10 hour work day, after I spent a day off because I couldn’t stand up right. I think I spent the entire time yesterday leaning against the counter.

Yesterday, I woke up at like 4 in the morning and felt rather warm. Circumstances not withstanding, I was too warm for comfort. 5:30 rolls around and I really don’t think anything of it and go back to bed. At 7, my alarm jars me out of my sleep. I feel like crap. Full onset, yuckiness. The yuckiness that makes you want to not eat because you just feel that bad. I decide that I’ll be nice and open up for Jamie and then go home and go to bed. Mistake #1: Not calling in

I get to work, do all my jobs, and presume to help the new girl with her training. I decide to take a peak at the deployment. We had three workers. Three Then Jamie remembers that Sarah was going to give up her day off and come in. I feel guilty and that mid day adreline rush you get when your sick kicks in. I offer to stay and leave when things die down. Mistake #2: Offering to stay

We were slammed. From 11 until 2 we had a full lobby. There was only one person on register: me. Great, so I’m taking over 100 orders. Things are bound to screw up somewhere. Kitchen is swamped even with 4 workers: two scheduled, jamie, and one of our front staff. Our runner is just getting used to the job she’s a little slow. I can’t run food because I’m leaning on the counter. It was a bad day. At 2:00 we send Sarah home. Connie was going to cover my shift till 5, but she had to go and re-prep everything because we used it all. She over prepped, too! Mistake #3: Thinking I was going to be able to leave

Joe came in (our other manager), and tells me that I didn’t sound to well on the phone. I only half heard what he said because I was busy falling against a wall. Yeah for deft feet and 8 years of soccer. Joe decides to try and call some people in. Joe rocks. I get to leave 1 hour early. I should have called. I did last night.

Moral of the story: When you feel like crap, call off. The day’s just going to get worse.

That and my job needs to hire more people. Let’s face it folks you can’t run a resturant on 9 employees for both front and back. They’re going to really miss me when I put in my two weeks. Suckers.