you made a fool of me
but them broken dreams have got to end
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living in Charlotte. the guy that was hired for the exec chef position literally walked out at 12:10 three saturdays ago after being here two weeks. he didn't think he needed to work nights apparently. so in the meantime i've been doing the majority of the grunt work and my corporate chef V has done the paperwork.
this last weekend was a wakeup call to my physical and mental stability. between thursday and saturday i put in 38 hours and i went in sunday feeling fine but around noon i was lightheaded and loosing consciousness. after a two hour quasi-nap where i just came in and out of sleep i managed to finish inventory at 11:55, effectively putting my hours in four days at 53. and i still had monday.
we also finished the week $105 short of breaking $100k. i haven't seen business like that in years. but i was having visions of the proverbial coronary on the line in the middle of business (like one of my old chefs actually did, when he was also 32), and all day sunday all i could think about was how i don't want to go out like that.
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the problem is, i'm actually having fun for the first time in years. i get to be creative, i'm actually involved in making banquets happen, i'm able to take a bit of pride in what i do. it's gratifying to work here. that"s not to say that it is not without it's usual headaches, i still get to fight with my AD over labor budget and food cost. oddly it's not food cost that's killing me for once, it's the fact that i can't schedule proper staff so that i don't have to work 13 hour days and still not get all my work done. it's frustrating.
but fun.
*
living in Charlotte. the guy that was hired for the exec chef position literally walked out at 12:10 three saturdays ago after being here two weeks. he didn't think he needed to work nights apparently. so in the meantime i've been doing the majority of the grunt work and my corporate chef V has done the paperwork.
this last weekend was a wakeup call to my physical and mental stability. between thursday and saturday i put in 38 hours and i went in sunday feeling fine but around noon i was lightheaded and loosing consciousness. after a two hour quasi-nap where i just came in and out of sleep i managed to finish inventory at 11:55, effectively putting my hours in four days at 53. and i still had monday.
we also finished the week $105 short of breaking $100k. i haven't seen business like that in years. but i was having visions of the proverbial coronary on the line in the middle of business (like one of my old chefs actually did, when he was also 32), and all day sunday all i could think about was how i don't want to go out like that.
*
the problem is, i'm actually having fun for the first time in years. i get to be creative, i'm actually involved in making banquets happen, i'm able to take a bit of pride in what i do. it's gratifying to work here. that"s not to say that it is not without it's usual headaches, i still get to fight with my AD over labor budget and food cost. oddly it's not food cost that's killing me for once, it's the fact that i can't schedule proper staff so that i don't have to work 13 hour days and still not get all my work done. it's frustrating.
but fun.
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