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Rampage through the streets
May. 20th, 2007 08:07 amIt's been a rough past few days.
Friday, I woke at quarter to seven, thinking, "Wait, was it this Friday or next Friday Kate was off...?" I was 90% sure it was next Friday, but there was that 10% of doubt. So, I called the store to double check.
Just a reminder: I live an hour's drive from my store. If I'm to be there at 8 when the store opens, I need to leave right at seven, if not a little before.
No one answers the phone until 7. The GM looks at the schedule, "Nope, Kate's not here, you're in today at 7."
Crap. "Okay, I'm on my way."
But still...that 90%. So I sent a message to the department e-mail to Kate, to call me on my cell if she got the e-mail.
I was about halfway there, had just gotten through the rough section of the drive (construction for a light rail tying up most of the road, and will be tying it up for another year at least), when my cell phone rang.
Yep, it was Kate.
So, since I was already halfway there, I went ahead and finished out the drive, got a coffee, an apple, and some gluten-free snack bars, hung out at the grocery store, and just went in to work about an hour and fifteen minutes early.
Kevin, the department manager, said to me later that day, "And I even left Scott several large notes letting him know Kate was going to be _late_ this morning because she had to get paper from another store!"
(shakes head)
Well, I got out of work about half an hour before I was originally scheduled, so Matt and I went grocery shopping, and then went for Chinese food.
I didn't think. I ordered General Tso's. I love General Tso's chicken.
General Tso's is breaded.
With wheat flour.
(thunks head on desk)
Saturday was ROUGH. I wanted to smack customers for being rude, stupid, snarky and condescending. I was having trouble thinking, trouble with simple math and simple concepts, and I just wanted everything to go away. However, that was my own doing, and now I know I need to find a good recipe for General Tso's sauce and make it at home with non-wheat breading.
One of my best friends is worried because she's getting married next summer, and the location she's booked only allows catered food, and she doesn't know if she can do a reception safe for me to eat. I'm so, really, completely touched that she's worried about that. :) I have to remind her, though, that it's HER wedding, and HER budget, and that's what she should worry about. I'll be happy for her, and attend and be happy for her, and throw rice balls at her head, whether I can eat or not. :-D
Friday, I woke at quarter to seven, thinking, "Wait, was it this Friday or next Friday Kate was off...?" I was 90% sure it was next Friday, but there was that 10% of doubt. So, I called the store to double check.
Just a reminder: I live an hour's drive from my store. If I'm to be there at 8 when the store opens, I need to leave right at seven, if not a little before.
No one answers the phone until 7. The GM looks at the schedule, "Nope, Kate's not here, you're in today at 7."
Crap. "Okay, I'm on my way."
But still...that 90%. So I sent a message to the department e-mail to Kate, to call me on my cell if she got the e-mail.
I was about halfway there, had just gotten through the rough section of the drive (construction for a light rail tying up most of the road, and will be tying it up for another year at least), when my cell phone rang.
Yep, it was Kate.
So, since I was already halfway there, I went ahead and finished out the drive, got a coffee, an apple, and some gluten-free snack bars, hung out at the grocery store, and just went in to work about an hour and fifteen minutes early.
Kevin, the department manager, said to me later that day, "And I even left Scott several large notes letting him know Kate was going to be _late_ this morning because she had to get paper from another store!"
(shakes head)
Well, I got out of work about half an hour before I was originally scheduled, so Matt and I went grocery shopping, and then went for Chinese food.
I didn't think. I ordered General Tso's. I love General Tso's chicken.
General Tso's is breaded.
With wheat flour.
(thunks head on desk)
Saturday was ROUGH. I wanted to smack customers for being rude, stupid, snarky and condescending. I was having trouble thinking, trouble with simple math and simple concepts, and I just wanted everything to go away. However, that was my own doing, and now I know I need to find a good recipe for General Tso's sauce and make it at home with non-wheat breading.
One of my best friends is worried because she's getting married next summer, and the location she's booked only allows catered food, and she doesn't know if she can do a reception safe for me to eat. I'm so, really, completely touched that she's worried about that. :) I have to remind her, though, that it's HER wedding, and HER budget, and that's what she should worry about. I'll be happy for her, and attend and be happy for her, and throw rice balls at her head, whether I can eat or not. :-D
