Friday, January 23, 2009

Better than I thought.

So despite last night's funk, I ended up doing okay. The whole night is sort of a blur; I don't remember any specific guests, or really specifically doing anything. Weird, right? But I guess it's good to know I can function well enough on autopilot to not screw everything up!

It's definitely nice to be back at my regular restaurant; I didn't appreciate how smoothly everything flows here until I was thrown back into the old one. I also didn't realize how difficult everything there was--just stupid things, like the necessary components for an iced tea being spread over ten feet of counter. And less-stupid things, like the cooks being slower than sloths stuck in frozen molasses.

I'm still pissed about the black pants thing, though.


Steven Nicolle said...

Looking forward to reading your posts. What is with the black pants. A uniform you had to spend too much money for to work at the restaurant?

purplegirl said...

No; some asshat corporate monkey decided we all need to wear head-to-toe black again, instead of the jeans we've been wearing for a year or more. Nevermind, you know, LOGIC.