that damn electricity
I was in the process of posting last night when the deluge hit. Alas, that post is lost as I am too lazy to recall and re-write. Here's the gist. There was an incredible storm last night that turned everything wacky from electronics to people. When it first started to hammer down I tried to catch the lighting but only manged to catch these humungous drops.
Today was an odd one. The moods were foul all around. It had been a hectic and tiring weekend at the restaurant since we had over extended ourselves by scheduling 3 charity events on one weekend. There were 2 on Saturday, a benefit for the families of marines sent overseas and something called Edison Day. Today it was a breast cancer charity walk. It was also the weekend before a huge new menu roll out. I spent the entire beautiful weekend inside the restaurant aquiring new blisters and aches. The outbound crew exhausted themselves with long days that started out at 6am.
When they got back to the restaurant this afternoon they showed me the top of the box truck wich had been used to cart around all the food and equipment which had been borrowed from one of our suppliers. On the top of the truck was the evidence of what happens when you don't make the clearance of a bridge. Needless to say, they were ready to relax a little. What better way to relax in 80 degree weather than tossing around a couple of water balloons? Apparantly there are better ways. One of the guys tossed a balloon as high as he could just to see the big splat. It landed on one of the bartenders' windshield. I don't know if it was the heat or the pressure or what but when that balloon hit that glass the damn windshield shattered. It was unbelievable.
Meanwhile inside the restuarant the front of the house was painfully slow which is exactly when people don't feel like working. Two employees were admonished for laziness. One of them quit. Excellent. Then I had to call around to the area restaurants to try and peddle cases and cases of buns that had been over ordered and unused from the events. In the midst of the phone calls I realize I had been given half assed information and end up having to call people back to clarify the situation.
I can't wait to start my fast tomorrow. I look forward to being so much calmer when the focus of life shifts as the fast changes me. This will be my second fast. I will be creating a new blog to document the event.
Today was an odd one. The moods were foul all around. It had been a hectic and tiring weekend at the restaurant since we had over extended ourselves by scheduling 3 charity events on one weekend. There were 2 on Saturday, a benefit for the families of marines sent overseas and something called Edison Day. Today it was a breast cancer charity walk. It was also the weekend before a huge new menu roll out. I spent the entire beautiful weekend inside the restaurant aquiring new blisters and aches. The outbound crew exhausted themselves with long days that started out at 6am.
When they got back to the restaurant this afternoon they showed me the top of the box truck wich had been used to cart around all the food and equipment which had been borrowed from one of our suppliers. On the top of the truck was the evidence of what happens when you don't make the clearance of a bridge. Needless to say, they were ready to relax a little. What better way to relax in 80 degree weather than tossing around a couple of water balloons? Apparantly there are better ways. One of the guys tossed a balloon as high as he could just to see the big splat. It landed on one of the bartenders' windshield. I don't know if it was the heat or the pressure or what but when that balloon hit that glass the damn windshield shattered. It was unbelievable.
Meanwhile inside the restuarant the front of the house was painfully slow which is exactly when people don't feel like working. Two employees were admonished for laziness. One of them quit. Excellent. Then I had to call around to the area restaurants to try and peddle cases and cases of buns that had been over ordered and unused from the events. In the midst of the phone calls I realize I had been given half assed information and end up having to call people back to clarify the situation.
I can't wait to start my fast tomorrow. I look forward to being so much calmer when the focus of life shifts as the fast changes me. This will be my second fast. I will be creating a new blog to document the event.
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