Aaaahhhhh!!!!!!

I know that you are probably tired of hearing about all the work drama in my life, but my story isn’t finished.

Let’s start on Wednesday - I begin to lose my voice.

Thursday I have the day off and spend the entire day trying not to talk… by the way it was very hard… I always have something to say to someone.

On Friday my voice is better, but wasn’t 100% so I called work a little before 9am to see if I could get out of work.¬† Well, the manager was sick; one shift leader came in at 9; and the other one was suspended.¬† So there I was working… without a voice.¬† Thankfully I didn’t have to help that many customers.

Saturday morning I went to the OC to visit James and Renae.¬† That evening (3pm)¬†I got to work and there were two girls working.¬† Soon after I was there one of them asked if she could go home (she was very sick).¬† I told her to find someone to cover her shift seems how she was supposed to be there until 8.¬† Well, no one could cover for her.¬† The other girl left at 4 and couldn’t stay longer.¬† My closer wasn’t getting in until 5 so I told the one girl to make it until 5 and then I would send her home.¬† 5 o’clock came and I sent her home… leaving 2 people for the entire dinner rush.¬† Thank God that it was a slow night.¬† We not only got all of our work done, but all of her work too.

You would think that this would be enough of a story for one week… but its not… it never is.

Sunday:¬† My voice was doing better… but still not perfect.¬† I was scared of what choir would do to it so I chose not to sing in the morning service but when to evening practice anyways.¬† Thankfully I am an alto so I had no problems with hitting those low notes… but my voice didn’t like the top half of the treble clef.¬† Near the end of choir my phone vibrates and it says “Subway Pomona.”¬†¬† So I get up and answer the phone.¬† Long story short – they needed me.¬† I told them it would take me approximately 30 minutes to get there because I had to go to the dorm and get changed and then head back to Subway.¬† On my way out of the Church parking lot I called the manager and told her that I was going in but that it would probably put me on overtime and that I wouldn’t get there for another 30 minutes cause I had to go change.¬† She told me not to worry about changing and just go in as I was.¬† *Let me remind you that I am in my church clothes… heals and all.*¬† So I went straight to Subway.¬† The time now is roughly 4:45 and there is a party order (3 large platters)¬†due at 5 and only 1 platter was done, the front was a mess, there where a ton of customers, we were nearly out of bread, the shift lead is new to the position, one co-worker is new and the other one is just learning the cash register.¬† Needless to say it was pretty crazy.¬† I found an apron and got to work on the party platters.¬† Just after 5 they were finished and given to the customer.¬† Next to tackle were the mess and the bread.¬† I’m sure that the customers thought that I was either someone important or a little crazy… I wasn’t in the uniform and I was in a skirt and heals!¬† I was so glad that I grabbed a hair tie when I left the dorm that afternoon.¬† By 6:15 everything was under control and in a manageable state so I left.¬† I had completely missed church by now, but was able to go to the Harvey’s for the college activity.¬†

Well, that was my life this week.¬† I hope to one day write and say that nothing eventful happened at work… like that will ever happen.¬† Also I do plan on blogging about school… we will see when I get to that.