mood: meh....ok, i guess
watching: ummm...the screen
listening to: Green day -Boulevard of broken dreams.


Ok, so I went to work last night, which most people would think would be ok, I work at Lonestar and it's supposed to be a nice, friendly place to work, it has a family atmosphere, the staff are nice...One problem, sometimes the manager is a dick, a major one. Take a few weeks ago, for example. was on host, it was early evening, and i was helping to run the board and I was running the waitlist, which has all the bookings on it, etc. So,the manager, Michael, he's like the BIG boss, the general manager, guess you could say it's his arse on the line if shit goes wrong, cos he's the nominee, the restaurant is under his name. So hes running the board and this lady walks in, with a reeeally strong accent and a name I'm not familiar with, so I ask her to repeat her name, what does my manager dooo? He says, "Are you deaf or something?? She said (insert name here), you idiot!" I was gobsmacked! How dare he call me an idiot at all, let alone in front of a guest! It was so unproffessional and rude of him, I wonder what the guest must of thought. The man's in his 50's and he's callin his staff idiots. I can understand it if he's annoyed and we're away from guests, I mean, I do make mistakes sometimes, I used to make them alot when I was first on service, it drove him nuts, he'd yell at me and belittle me and make me feel awful and like a major idot....but that's ok, cos he does it to everyone, poor Erin, this girl who works in the kitchen, last night he went waaaaaay off at her cos she had 5 refires that evening, more than weve had all week. I think he demoted her to dish for the rest of the night and sent her home early. So, the guy's a bully, plain and simple and he pisses everyone of cos he overexaggerates. Take last night, he gave me this tip that I'd gotten from a table after i"d left work the other night, and he said "See, we do take care of you", ofcourse, I couldn't help myself, I had to mention the time a couple of weeks ago when a table gave me a $25 dollar tip on credit and Lonestar never gave it to me. What does he say? He doesn't say, "oh sorry for that, I'll get it for you now", NO! He says, "Yeah, well what about that time you were $60 short on your check out". One, I was only short cos I'd given him a $50 note and he told me to get the bar to pay him back, so I did. I put the money in my pouch instead of in my money case, which was kinda dumb, and it fell out and some wanker picked it up and kept it. So i freaked out when I realised what had happened and I used $30 of my own money, which was at the time all of the money I had in my wallet, so that I wouldn't be so short. I told him about it and at the time he told me no to worry about it. Now he turns around, triples the amount of money I was short and throws it back in my face. Makes me wonder why I bothered, I should have just been $50 short and not have tried to make up for the missing money. So now, really, Lonestar actually owes me $5....areseholes. PLUS, on busy nights, I make like a thousand dollars for them through upselling, how do they pay me back? By treating me like shit. I could go on, there's so many more incidents that I've had to take the full blame fo that haven't really been my fault, but it would take all day.

Brad

Welcometo the section on my unofficial bf. I don't think I'm gonna be able to ever let him see this weblog if I write what I'm thinking about writing about him. Infact, really, this weblog is for me to release frustration I have about him, cos I can't talk to my friends about it, not really. I could talk to Cole about it and I do sometimes, but I think I really just need a place I can just write it all down anytime I like and just spend as long as I like complaining and bitching and stuff, w/out being worried that I'll bore somebody. So where to start with him? He doesn't really have time for me, that's a given. He spends his morning in class, his afternoon studying and coaching vb and then his evening working so he can pay for school and rent and food and all the other shit he's gotta pay for. So usually, he talks to me for an hour b4 he goes to sleep, which is like 4pm my time and 9pm his time. This would be ok, but he's usually so tired by then and he's got all of these worries on his mind that he won't talk to me about and I just end up getting sad and upset and I end up crying, so the situation isn't exactly ideal. Weekends are usually a lil better cos he has a lil more time, cos he doesn't have class, but he still has work and he has to go to alot of all day vb tournaments, so like last weekend, sometimes we end up talking only an hour a day, or less. It's so different to how it used to be, he used to call me everyday, sometimes twice or 3 times a day and we used to talk for 5 or 6 hours, atleast. But now he'sjust got so much on, I'm last priority and it really hurts, I'm starting to resent him, which scares me, cos I care about him so much and I just want things to be how they used to be. He couldn't even meet up with me in Bali, like we planned for the end of last year. He's saying that maybe he can come see me at the end of July this year, but I really do doubt it right now. *Sighs* oh well.

Somthing positive in my life not to complain about - Cleo

Ok, so I'm getting a pure bred chocolate border collie from friends of ours who bred their 2 dogs. It's looking like she'll be a really good dog, I'm actually really lucky, she's meant to be $600-700 but cos we're friends, they're selling her to my parents, to give to me as a late christmas present, for only $150. The father is the fastest flybll dog in Australia, the mother is one of the fastest female flyball dogs in Australia and the parents of them are georgeous, the grandaddy is a showdog with rich, reddish brown fur, a huuuge mane and a strong stance. Cleo's of the best of health and it's highly unlikely she'll get hip displasia or anything, cos the parents have really good hips, they had a test done or something. The owners have really done everything that they can to make sure everything's been done properly. It's highly likely I'll get Cleo and she'll be toilet trained and partly trained in sitting and staying and bringing back the ball (unlike my other dog, Sasha, she runs around with it in her mouth and refuses to bring it back, she drops it like, 10 metres away and u hafta actually walk over to it to pick it up and throw it for her). So yeah, I'm actually pretty lucky.

Conclusion
Oh shit, the radio's on and there's this ad on for Tafe, that reminds me, I gotta call Tafe and un-enroll, seeing as I've decided to go straight to Uni, so gotta go, *smells self* yuck, I need a shower too, Byee!

Well your boss sounds like a real shithead...i think you need to find a new job...i had a boss that was just like that...would cuss at you in front of customers...i quit cuz he was too much of an ass to me...with Brad i dunno...i just hope it all works out for the best there...the dog sounds cute...gettin it at good price too...this entry has great Katnicity
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