i got to work and wanted to rip his head off.
why would you say that?
did you want me to lie?
you who lie about everything, why would you do that to me when you know i'm tired of closing. why are you compelled to be honest where i'm concerned?
i said you were a master closer.
grrr.
the man cannot win by me. while he has honored my restrictions on communication, it still feels like anyway i can be got, i am got.
today, the girl who loathes me went home sick (conveniently leaving me and the all-star who is taking my place to receive and put away the order, run the floor, and do whatever bs didn't get done by the morning crew). sigh.
not that we're not up to the task, but both of us were the living dead today. drink making was nearly impossible, but making change was even worse. so i stayed on bar and bumbled through. i couldn't even walk away from bar for about four hours when i got there and he just kept zipping in and out to ring as needed, while i made the drinks (not so slow, just consistent traffic--which is annoying in the sense that it drags on and there is no break).
me and this guy usually get the pre-close stuff done by 5, we didn't even start it until six. we were both fried and just fumbling around. fortunately it was us and no one else.
this is too much work,he said.
i know. i'm going to yell at him.
because who left my ass hanging out in the wind? who else.
every chance he gets.
i didn't run the shift.he said.
but you're still responsible for everything he misses. he's in training.
leave me a list.
i will, but if you're going to give him cushy openings and not keep him on task, it's not going to work.
i know, i know.
what happened to you, you never would have missed this stuff before. pull yourself together and get over it.
because ultimately, it's the little shit that complicates things. if i can't step away from the bar for a second, and we are struggling with putting an order away and getting the work of the shift done, it's pretty damn tough. i should have probably just left it all for the next crew, but that is what is always done to me. it doesn't feel good to walk in to so much work, in addition to what you've already got on your plate.
but does it matter? no.
this is why i'm leaving.i finally said,
there is a double standard and it's not okay.
if i had ever left him one man down and not mentioned it, or made up for it, i would have gotten chewed out. granted, i can do the work of a few people, but i'm exhausted. and that is not the point. the point is, you don't leave someone with their ass hanging in the wind.
but again, mine was. and i'm so ready to be done with it.
i'm going to sleep for what i hope will be at least half a day, if not a whole day. turned off my phone and will sleep as much as i can. i'm wasted tired...
but what else is new...
i went by my old digs, and the new manager said,
you look good. your whole aura has changed. last time you were here you looked stressed out.
i did, because i was.i told him,
i had to find an out that was good for everyone. timing and everything. i don't like to leave anyone in the lurch.
it was right for me to leave there when i did. to be going to the new store now. i'm ready for this next adventure to begin, after a hearty rest, that is...and perhaps some medicinal whiskey.
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