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June 10, 2008

...2489 is the number of spamming comments I just deleted. That is what I deserve, I guess, for not knowing how to actually run this site.

It's also probably deserving considering my attitude these last couple of weeks. I've been a bearcat and have had to apologize for my behavior on more than one occasion.

I don't know if we are in a wierd moon cycle or what is going on but lately some of The Staff have been working a nerve like no other. And I've had to say things in anger - no matter how I have tried not to. But really - is it so hard to wipe a counter? These are basic things - simple tasks that I assumed had become so embedded in everyone's brain that it would not be an issue. But I've walked in one too many times to see a kitchen I was ashamed of, and people leaning over countertops as if the world would only spin if they held the butcher's block in place with their forearms.

And I've lost my patience. And I have yelled. And it makes me mad when it gets to that point. But we have a hot bath full of soapy bar towels for a reason - I expect them to be used.

And it happens everywhere - in every business. People get tired and burned out and they let things go. And then the pick back up where they left off and they've moved forward like normal. And I tried to assume that is what was happening but on day 3 I lost my biscuit over tomato seeds crusted to the prep counter. It's better now, and everyone seems to have found their grove again. And I pray it lasts - we're busy. Really busy. A blessing considering it costs $500 to fill up your scooter with gas.

On a positive note the world has a way of settling the score with me when I let things get the best of me. A last minute screw up with an order sent me to the store to get fruit and vegetables for a small Trick. And as I was unloading my cart into The Van a clamshell of grape tomatoes tipped over and sent approximately 5000 little red gems of goodness all over the ground. And then I stepped in them. And then in order to move the cart I had to roll over them. It was like my own little version of La Tomatina in Spain. People pointed and stared. I laughed - hard.


Ironic, really, when you think about it. Could tomato seeds be a metaphor for my waning sanity?

Perhaps I should have a lemon drop and think that one out...

Posted by Foodwhore at June 10, 2008 08:43 PM

I love your writing - I have you on my blogroll and visit everyday to see if you have posted something new. I have to admit, I love your klutzy ways - gives me hope for myself!!!

Rock on!

Posted by: desigirl at June 11, 2008 02:23 AM

Mercury is in retrograde right now - lots of bad things happening. You are not alone!!

Posted by: aroset at June 11, 2008 11:14 AM

Have a lemon drop or two or three. None of this is your fault... mercury is in retrograde (!) which means lots of miscommunication, travel delays and electronic troubles. Drink up, all will clear out around the 19th! :)

Posted by: LisaInCT at June 11, 2008 11:15 AM

Perhaps it is the horrible Pacific Northwest weather that is affecting us all? I know I'm going to do some serious harm to someone or something if I don't see the sun by Saturday (please don't take that as a confession if I do something rash...blog comments don't hold up in court do they?). And you know, with the whole "tomato scare" going around right now, perhaps it's better that those suckers ended up squashed on a parking lot.

Posted by: Procrastamom at June 11, 2008 03:20 PM

There has been a outbreak of salmonella affecting tomatoes. Maybe that was luck saving your butt from a multitude of trick related deaths and lawsuits.

Posted by: reddgrrl at June 11, 2008 05:19 PM

Well...I will have to tell you that I use your lemondrop recipe, giving you full credit when it's due, and it has solved a lot of my issues.

Posted by: Nick at June 11, 2008 05:45 PM

yeah, the spam comments were crazy...

Posted by: No Nonsense girl at June 14, 2008 11:10 AM

 
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