I'm not even sure if I've written it down correctly, but hey ;3 kind of missed you. Ok, missed you a lot. I haven't posted anything for two days and I'm feeling guilty as hell, because I have so much to tell. I'm not even sure where to start. Probably from Sorry for not posting. I was too tired and sleepless...
Anyway, Christmas! Christmas was fun. Like, really. 'Sahar' was busy as hell that evening. I actually got a call from my boss asking for me to come early. I didn't, obviously, because I had a meeting on Skype with my family. Anyway, we talked for half an hour and I went to my workplace. Let me tell you, it was freaking busy. The hour when there were two of us was pretty chill. We did managed to keep everyone happy. But then my dear co-worker left (actually I told her to go home as soon as I came in, because she looked tired as fuck) the fun part started. I was left alone. To be honest, I didn't believe at first, that I'm gonna work alone. I mean our opponents were closed that day, so obviously everyone would go at our place. After an hour or so alone, I asked where the fuck is the other waitress that was supposed to come. The answer I heard was more than awesome. 'oh, she is not coming today. She is at Christmas party.' ... I was fucking running around the tables barely managing to do everything and they let her to take a day off on CHRISTMAS DAY??? I asked for the day off first. She didn't even work at that time. She fucking came to work a few days ago and she is being let off? Well, it was more than unfair. I was so pissed off. But I managed. Of course I did, otherwise I wouldn't be me. The best part was when around 11 o'clock this guy came asking if there is room for 15 people. I pushed the tables, made the table look like a decent (as fast as I could, because new clients came in at the same time) and they brought around 10 kids. Few adults and fucking ten little kids. I don't like them. Honestly. Kids (except for my family. They are adorable) makes me feel uncomfortable and I feel like I could kill them if they'd do anything stupid. And trust me, those kids did. Imagine this. We have a violine hanging as decoration on the wall. I went to their table to take the order. This kid stood up on the chair, with a knife in his hand and started ruining the strings. I looked at him, at his father, at him again, then at the adult, as he was telling me his order as nothing is happening. After like fifth time he sighted, looked at his son and was like 'ok, get down' and went with his order again. Now, at that time I was 5 hours into running around, carrying plates, smiling and cleaning and doing all the work alone, so I was quite tired. After I took their order, there were two or three more new tables. After I manged them, this woman from the 15 table came to me frowned, saying we are slowest people she ever seen. Instead of hitting her in a face I told her sorry. My co-workers heard me and asked what she was saying. When I repeated her words to them while she was looking at me, she frowned even more and went back to her table. Thank God my co-workers knows how tempered I am and said to take care of other tables, they'll take care of this one. By the end of the evening, when there was like one table left, my feet were burning. Oh, and I fell down once because there was slippy spot in our area. Thank God I wasn't carrying anything. Anyway, I cleaned as much as possible that night, I left around half 12.
By the way, remember me saying someone called me Mentally ill? Well, that person said sorry, finally. And as a compensation, I got £10 into my pocket. Pretty cool, because next day I went to buy new shoes (and a blanket!!) and hair straightener. You know, boxing day. Anyway, I had work at midday, so I went back. I did side works for three hours until everything was filled and cleaned again. But we weren't busy at all, so that was fine. Nothing much happened, really. I got home early, but couldn't sleep until like 3 or so. But you know, it's fine.
Yesterday was a little bit more fun, since I had evening shift and I worked with the girl that didn't show up on Christmas day. So, basically, everything went like this:
Me 'Hi.'
She 'Hi! How are you? Did you work on Christmas day?'
Me '.... Yeah.'
She 'What are you doing on New years eve? Working?'
Me 'I guess so. Are you?'
She 'It's Thursday, so no, I won't work that day. I'll come in next day.'
Me 'oh, cool.'
And then I ran to the other co-workers asking what the fuck. The fuck was that. I told them I am not working alone on New Years. And I'm pretty sure our other girl, that worked morning shift on Christmas day, will not do it alone either. They told us we'll work together at the same time with her and they will deal with this other girl. They said they are furious as hell because she didn't show up, so they want to punish her. Oh, what will they do? Make her clean something? She won't get tips? Lol, we don't get that anyway. Well, I got £6 on Christmas (each of us got £6) but other days... nothing. Or maybe £2 I can't even remember. Anyway, it's not a punishment.
Ok, I think I wrote enough, my fingers hurts from hitting keyboard so much. Just remembering Christmas was pissing off. At least I saw my lovely family that day. Kids were so happy with their presents I sent! I felt so muck much better after remembering it. I love making my family happy ;3
Anyways, love you, guys ;3
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