3 posts tagged “new guy”

My head is throbbing. 
So badly that it kind of makes me want to vomit.

I closed with my manager tonight.  I don't know who's worse.  Her or New Guy.  At least with her I get all the tips and we're generally out of there super early.  She's very much a "go to work to work" type.  Which is cool and all but when it's as slow as it was tonight a little harmless chit chat would make the night go by a bit faster.  Ugh.

Stayed at the Terrorist's house last night.  Got there and was in bed within the hour.  Which is basically what our relationship has been reduced to over the past week or two.  He mentioned it this morning.  How it kind of bothers him that we haven't really gotten to spend much QT together. The comment kind of caught me off guard to be honest.  I don't really know why but it did.  It's not that I hadn't noticed it, it's not that I didn't agree with it, I just hadn't actually admitted it to myself until he vocalized the words.  Because of the whole "incapable of adult relationship's" thing I had tricked myself into thinking that it was just sex that I was missing I didn't even think of the emotional aspect.  Wow, that snuck up and bit me on the ass.  Oh well, life is busy for both of us at the moment and it's only going to get busier.  Which sucks, a lot, but there's not much we can do about it.  Just have to give it time, things will even out after a bit.  I hope.
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Fuck.  It's 230a.  I was supposed to be in bed by two.
I need to go to bed, I have to be downtown at 10a. 
Fuck, that's in less that eight hours. 

Tonight kicked my ass, hardcore!

I got home at 2am, the shop closes at 11p!!!

My body hurts in ways it hasn't hurt since... since... my first restaurant job. 
I would kill for a massage right now.  I need to be rubbed in a bad way, head to toe, front to back.
I hurt everywhere. 

New Guy is a good guy and a good worker but he's a bit slow to catch on.  Which shouldn't be surprising because he's 37 and still lives with his parents. 
Not to mention that he can't do math to save his life.  Which is bad when you have to count out a till.

I'm closing with him again tomorrow night. 
It will be better though.  The airport is going to be slower tomorrow, I know that he can't add and I'm not letting him near a register during rushes (because he's not god at common sense either*, not because he can't add.)

Tomorrow is my Friday. 
I'm going to go crawl (because I don't think I can walk) into bed, pass the fuck out and attempt to sleep forever.

* When taking an order for a Carmel Shake, he felt the need to ring it up as a mocha shake (which has chocolate and coffee in it) then modify it to carmel only... instead of a Vanilla Shake (which already has no coffee in it) add Carmel Sauce.

9 days until Nathan gets here...
9 days until the Terrorist gets Little T full time...
7 days until the Terrorist's birthday...
3 days until the 4th of July...
2 days until I get a day off...

I went to Ikea today thanks to gunderson bee's suggestion on where to find string lights.  Though they didn't have what I was looking for I still love that place.  I get a hard on every time I'm there.  I wish I had enough stuff to have a reason to buy all of their storage devices.  They're awesome!

Work does not sound appealing today.  Mainly because I'm fucking exhausted and really freaking hungry.  But I guess that's what you get when you don't sleep enough and forget to eat.  Plus the fact that I'm working with the New Guy tonight.  It's just going to be him and I and he's not really trained.  Hopefully it'll be slow. 

Objective:  Make it through work without freaking out... get home, DO NOT TOUCH MP3 PLAYER... no matter how much I may want to, find 5-10 pics to have printed.  Change sheets.  Sleep like a baby.  Look into making Limoncello.