Don't go on about yesterday

Monday 12-3 4-CL

Chaos! The started off boring though. Lunch service wasn't very busy and me and Leila had everything under control. Chris (the supposedly supervisor) was setting up for a sit-down dinner for 40 people upstairs. They were going to have starter, main and dessert at eight the same night.
So skipping straight to the part of chaos. As soon as they start arriving Chris told me that me and Hamish were to be the ones who brought all the food up and down the stairs..fair enough i thought, all good to me. What happened though was that i took care of everything! I was the one who talked to the hostess about how many people that had actually arrived, got her stupid little scribbled check list of what everyone was eating and had to count all the starters, mains and dessert for the kitchen to cook. there were 31 people out of 40. Now I am a bar staff, it is not my job to do this, i have never been instructed on how to deal with these things. If it was my job i sure as hell would have made a lot more preperations than Chris had! like get that stupid food list off the hostess before she even arrived! Of course Alan, the head chef, was seeing red. I didn't know what i was doing (bar staff that i am), counting chicken mains and squid starters for dear life and whenever Alan asked Chris what was going on he decided to just walk awkwardly away and stay out of Alans sight. I had to deal with everything and then at the end of the night he and Jo has the nerve of telling Sandra that everything went great! Great?!?! I was on the verge of crying and Alan was ready to take the house down! Sure the customer was happy and i suppose that is all that matters to these "the customer is more important than the welfare of your staff and there is no way we are going to budge unless you're dying and the customers are complaining about it". Anyways Alan told Sandra the truth that chris was useless and that everything was a failure. good on him!


and as if this wasn't enough i got to bed thinking i lost my wallet! I was waiting for the bus, it came and i realised that my wallet (with my oyster card inside) wasn't in my bag. The busdriver was kind enough to let me on anyways but i couldn't go. I had to go back to work to see if it was there. Ink black darkness prevented me from seeing anything so i went back to the bus station half crying. Turned out though that it was in the pub. Got it back the next day! So it's all good :)

and to celebrate that i found my wallet that i never really lost i got a haircut! Again i can't upload it so I'll email you a pic mom.


Also dad just called..He's coming to England tomorrow afternoon..we're having dinner and then he's going up to leeds to see Stefan. Or so it seems anyways.

bye.
XoXo