But first is a mugshot of some of our crew! This was from our holiday party (from left to right: Savanna, that weird pantry guy, and Jessica). They're doing their best to contain me. Thank you for the picture, Natalie!
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| Photo courtesy of Natalie Brandt |
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I mis-quoted Savanananananana (sounds like a motorcycle starting up) last night. It's "The LB in the BZ" as in 'Little buddy in the back zone'. Now that we're clear on that she's handing out nicknames but some started their own!
When I walked in I was called "Scottzilla", by Josh.
"Kota"calls me "Scotty" (I think 'Coda' since I'm a musician)
Sav calls me "LB"
Kristen said I was acting broken today. Yep I was. After a night like tonight it's easy to be broke.
I was talking with Cesar about insanity... We're thinking it's a loop. We're crazy then we add more craziness until it loops into sanity. Mobius Strip.
We keep each other entertained
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| This is a fairly good representation of my brain too |
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I decided to give my coworkers Italian mobster nicknames...
Scott=Scottini
Marvin=Marvoni
Jesse=Jesterno
Micah=Micahgio
Adam=Adamo (really is an Italian name btw)
Savanna=Savandria
Kristen=Kristendra
Kayla=Kaylanetta
Mary Rose=Marietta Rosello
Alex=Alexandra
Dakota=Dakotella (sounds like a yogurt brand... market it!)
Devin=Devinemo
Josh=Joshinio
Chris=Christofo
Emily=Emilia
Nikki=Nikkintia
Natalie=Natalia
Oliver=Olivier (Oliviay)
Shyanne=Shyandra
Anthony=Antonio
César=Césarigio
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| Coutesy of https://www.pinterest.com/fernandoddrc/mafiaitalia/ |
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It was a circus, thus this linked youtube vid:D It felt like I worked very hard with very little to show for it. Anything I stocked went bye-bye soon afterwards and servers were all over the place making mobility a challenge. I'm sure other kitchen staff doesn't envy my position... it gets cozy up there!
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What does a sassy redhead, a teasing Ukrainian (if I remember right), a new party balloon lady, a lady who's always asked "North or South?", a smart-ass guy (you know who you are!), a studly guy (not on my friends list), a jolly guy, a Caribbean guy, and more people, salads, bread, ice cream, and a steady stream of tickets have in common?
I don't know but I work with them. It was a fairly steady night at work with a bunch of small tops.
I was pretty busy with the spag position since I had a lot to do so I could keep the line cooks happy but it was kind of hard to tell if they were happy or not because I'm pretty much alone in the back of the kitchen portioning and cooking noodles while the kitchen manager was running around making sure everything was running smooth but things tend to get slippery in the kitchen so you got to be careful or you could end up with stitches like I did which is very inconvenient but tonight I didn't slip so I could keep working which can be lonely in the spag position except I had some very lovely visitors that brightened up my night and made me feel young again and I needed that boost to finish my shift that included a hug which I like very much and would I would highly recommend hugs if they don't cause too much anxiety but most of my coworkers are pretty awesome and I bought a bluetooth speaker so I could listen to some tunes which kept me boppin' and rollin' throughout the night except I don't roll very well.
Summary: Slow night. I kept busy. Music. Great coworkers. Hugs. Did I mention I like hugs?
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I don't know how much I slept last night. It seems like I was awake all night but I know I slept a few times. On top of that I'm getting over a cold! So my Friday night at work was a bit of a wrestling match between me & tiredness. I was distracted by my coworkers too. I spent a lot of time talking and hanging out when I'm usually busy with the job. It was fairly busy but there was plenty of time for some socialization.
Socialization? ERMERGERD! (yeah I know I'm using an antiquated meme/joke but... bite me) Maybe I'm underestimating my social skills. Maybe not. Maybe I don't care about my awkwardness when I'm tired. Maybe tiredness didn't factor in. A lifetime of habits of underestimating myself is a hard habit to break! Does it matter if I underestimate myself? I think it keeps things real and humble. I'll still perform the same however I may perform. Maybe. It's all relative. I'm aware of my strengths and weaknesses. Well... maybe I have strengths and weaknesses that are hiding in plain sight. For that I'll have to rely on other people's perspectives. But the nature of perspective is in the interpretation of information. Do I make up my own mind or rely on the views of another? Both? Ramble on! Improvise! Just enjoy it.
If you can untangle that last paragraph then I'll congratulate you.
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...the crew contends with another 30+ reservation, and then some, around 8:00. It went smoother tonight although everyone's brain seems to have been hijacked for some alien experimentation. Hopefully we'll get them back. We'd often go somewhere to do something but forget what we were doing including yours truly (yours truly? What does that really mean?). A lot of us were tired too. Me? Because of a hamster in my head with ADHD and too much sugar.
I really want to record some of the sounds my coworkers make and make a mix tape. "UGH!" "GROWL!" "AUGH!" "*censored expletives*". There's been a lot of singing too with strange made up lyrics and all. I'm grateful someone wasn't singing Christmas music like last night... "GROAN!"
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I ended up getting 8 stitches that night. The company manager was there too.@ the ER. I slipped and caught my pinky on some metal. ...crew be careful walking around corners! Slip resistant shoes my ass! As I wait here bleeding... quick xray and stitching up. Will keep you updated
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Lively ... crew tonight! It's good to see that every now and then. Not all the time though or you'll give me an aneurysm.
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