Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Restraunt diaries # 1

alright. so this was definatly the question of the day, and perhaps even the entire span that iv been working here.

"how come our food took so long!? we could have gotten faster service at MCDONALDS" * like he was trying to make a valid point*



*thinks to self* well.....wait a minute....do you realize what you actually just said?
of COURSE could have. which is why that restraunt chain is called ....fast... food.... restraunts.
anywhere that requires you to sit down. and have someone come and take your order does NOT fall under that description
if you come into a semi half nice restraunt ( i have to admit rickys is no " the keg" but hey. at least its not like. dalmeny family restraunt or thomas cook )
you should NOT expect your food to be out in less than 2 minutes. in fact, you probably shouldn't even want that.
i would be a little bit worried if i sat down and ordered in a restraunt ( especially on a very busy understaffed weekend ) and my food came out in fricken 2 minutes.

im sorry we dont have a giant blow torch to cook your food in 3 seconds at your whim. im sorry we dont have a 4000 pound microwave , a grill the size of a football feild to fit yours ( and 60 other peoples) orders on at once and 260 staff to cater to each individual person the second they think about wanting a drink refill

and oh yeah, your not the only one in the restraunt on a timed lunch break. take a look around you. every table is filled and theres people in the lobby waiting. chances are. they are on their lunch break too!

if you want fast food service. go to a fast food restraunt, alright?
dont waste everybodys time here and order your steak but then get it "to go" 15 minutes in because its "taking too long" because you know what? i just paid for you to sit there and harass me, because you didnt tip. you probably dont realize this but i have to tip out a certain amount to the kitchen every bill i have . so yes. in principle. i PAID for you to sit there to moan and complain at me.
and you took up a table that could have potentially been used for someone with far superior manners than you. even if they didnt tip me. i would have at least been treated like another human being

but i must apologize. im sorry i failed to realize you were the unquestiond overlord of the universe and whatever you want should be a priority, next time. let the hostess know so she can direct you back towards the parking lot.








post script. i don't actually hate my job. just certain people can really be a treat

thats customer service for you!

Thursday, February 14, 2008

northern lights supreme!

i wrote something last night but i came to it tonight and decided i hated it. but i still like the pictures and video so im keeping them up still

and thats the beauty of the internet







EDIT nevermind i found a video. although this ones taken in norway but it looks the same here
its time elapsed so keep in mind it doesnt go that fast usually haha


Wednesday, February 13, 2008

pop rocks to the moon

Well yes. its 2 30 am and my sleeping pattern is slightly off its rocker because.....well....i like to sleep in and i work the evening shift. is that such a crime?

Iv been slightly upset lately because febuary is quite possibly the worst month ever in saskatchewan. not even 10 daylight hours. which results in cold weather which then results in me not being able to go out and take pictures because i dont want anything inside my camera to spontaneously combust.

i already had a bad experience with that today, not with my camera. but I took my guitar out in the cold today to wait for my dad to pick me up. literally 30 seconds of standing there
*CRACK*
uh.....oh.......*shakes fist at the heavens* darn you saskatchewan!!
So thats pretty rad.

On the good side of things. I got a call last night from the school in australia saying i offically got accepted into the media and missions school of design in july of 08!
*resounding cheers come from the abyss of the interweb*
so that made my cow plop of a week alot better.

its pretty cool to see alot of things falling into place for me these days. completly unexpected mixed amongst the seemingly never ending crap the world has to hurl my way.
but every once and a while i manage to duck my head out of the path of a giant "up yours!, steph" and find something in a place i hadn't even thought of looking before.

God is pretty cool like that. I kinda like Him.

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

i've sold my waking life for minimum wage, and they've got my dreams for free

So one peaceful saturday night ( or at least it seemed that way when i laid my head on my pillow ) i drifted off into a nice deep sleep.
Waking up several hours later. I had to go to work. I got dressed and i headed out the door
as soon as i stepped into my place of buisness. imediatly i saw the place was packed and i had to take over 2 tables of 8 and 5 tables of 4 right off the bat.
I was rushing around trying to take everybodys drink orders and during the hustle i forgot to ring in a couple tables food orders.
I eventually forget which cup and which order belongs with which table. and i get so overwhelmed when my supervisor comes over i start to cry. " katie, i need help"

*POOF*

I wake up...yep....10 minutes before my alarm clock goes off ( so i cant even go back to sleep) notifying me today is a beautiful new morning. and telling me yes, i was forsure asleep and right now is in fact saturday morning

*groan* are you freakin serious? did I just dream up that whole day at work. and i didnt get paid for it?

now to end. i can finally relate with that quote from waking life


Did you ever have a job that you hated and worked real hard at? A long, hard day of work. Finally you get to go home, get in bed, close your eyes and immediately you wake up and realize... that the whole day at work had been a dream. It's bad enough that you sell your waking life for minimum wage, but now they get your dreams for free




oh just so you guys can laugh at me a little bit more, my day proceeding that dream was a very...very busy day as well. mind you not quite as busy as my dream. but it made it that much worse