| thearchimage ( @ 2006-02-17 16:08:00 |
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In the money
Cardcaptor Sakura - Catch You, Catch Me (don't you fucking dare judge me)
I've been having a little trouble with work lately. Not with the work itself, mind you, but rather that business has been slow and as a result I haven't been getting a lot of hours. This is bad, because the money from this job is what pays my rent. I've watched my saving dwindle over the past few weeks, becoming increasingly edgy as my checking account slowly evaporated.
All that ended this week, though.
One of my co-workers stopped showing up to work suddenly. We have no idea what happened to him, and the managers won't waste their time trying to get in contact with him. Unfortunately he was part of the morning prep crew during the weekdays, so they couldn't continue to have just one person do all the prep work for the day.
I'd like to think "timing" is one of my best skills. I am quick to recognize opportunities, and this time was no different. I offered to cover his hours, and suddenly this week's workweek jumped from 4 hours to 29. Still not quite full time, but at least it's enough to live on. The only bad things is that I must now get up every morning at 8 in order to get to work on time (which I'm sure you all think is just TRAGIC) and that several hours of this is the closing shift. For those who have never closed in a restaraunt before; it sucks. It is slow, repetitive, and terminally boring. I'd rather deal with a lunch rush shorthanded than stand around for two hours watching the clock.
I seem to have usurped the hours next week as well (everyone else either can't or won't work those hours), so assuming no more bouts of food poisoning or other nastiness I may experience a positive cash flow situation for the first time in the new year.
Speaking of which, I've made a full recovery from last week's nastiness. It turns out that dehydration played a big factor in how lousy I'd been feeling, so I'm drinking a lot more water and staying away from soda for the time being. I'd be more concerned about this, but frankly it's about time my lousy diet caught up with me. I'm surprised this hadn't happened years earlier. The other half of it was that the fridge was set too low, so the food inside wasn't being kept at a safe temperature. So THAT'S why the milk kept going sour a week before the expiration date!