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.