I'm going to pass out
Jan. 30th, 2004 08:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maderrOkay, so I wasn't stuck on landing all night. I did makeline for the first four hours, but right at 4:00, when it starts getting busy I get ordered off that and onto landing. Why? Because no one else in there could hack it.
So for the next two hours I managed all three ovens solo. I had people pop in from time to time but for the most part those ovens were my bitches. The day I'm sent to hell I'm just going to start laughing, b/c I seriously doubt anything is hotter than standing beside those damnable ovens, bending, stretching, etc. to manage god knows how many pizzas. I finally got some help, but around seven they finally let me do something else before I either passed out or bit someone's head off. I think the place was in shambles when I left to go home an hour later (and I'm not bragging - the guy that used to be the Best Ever has turned lazy.)
Then I got stuck on sheet-outs, which is fun except that I'm allergic to the pizza flour. Right now I'm so covered in the stuff I look like a damned ghost. I'm also sneezing and feeling vaguely dizzy so I'm probably going to get a shower in a moment.
Other than that, pretty uneventful. I was tallying my day in my head while I walked home. In three hours I went from ticket # 120 to # 400 (roughly). About two pizzas per tick...I landed about 540 pizzas in three hours. We'll quadruple that at least by closing time, and it's not including what was landed before I took over. The only reason I think of this is because I was watching this dumb Superbowl special on the food channel, and their spot on pizza was at a Domino's. That stupid store bragged about doing 350 pies a night for superbowl. Ahahahahaha.
Okay I'm done now.
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Date: 2004-01-31 01:41 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2004-01-31 01:59 am (UTC)It wasn't bad so much as draining. I'm so tired I can't see straight.
That I've just remembered that all I've eaten today is half a small pizza. Hell, that explains everything. Snack time!
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Date: 2004-01-31 02:02 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2004-01-31 02:34 am (UTC)You need to stop spoiling me, it only perpetuates the whining I'm already prone to. And I'm not sleeping, I have writing to do!
Speaking of which, I don't see an email titled "Rose" in my inbox.
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Date: 2004-01-31 02:39 am (UTC)And you have no idea the amount of fear that one sentance invoked just now. 'S almost done. I mean.. I don't know why it's not there yet.. I sent it hours ago...
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Date: 2004-01-31 02:43 am (UTC)I almost crashed on the couch, but there are two people I said I'd talk to tonight and one of them would pulverize me if I didn't show. And I really want to write.
Fear? Doubt it, Queen. Hours ago, eh?
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Date: 2004-01-31 02:51 am (UTC)Much fear. MUCH fear. Err.. yes. Hours.
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Date: 2004-01-31 03:10 am (UTC)I may just cave. I thought I'd feel less tired after food...mergh...
And yet I still don't see it. *threatening look*
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Date: 2004-01-31 03:16 am (UTC)neeep! I'm still not happy... *sees look, thinks better of whine* On it's way mam.
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Date: 2004-02-02 07:58 am (UTC)No rest for the wicked, but soon... life should get better.
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Date: 2004-02-02 02:31 pm (UTC)Thank you Meg