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Oh, yeah...I got the skillz

I've oficially made more in tips this week than I did last week, AND I'm past the 3 figure mark.  AND I have three days to go.  One of which is Move In Day.

New goal: a week's worth of pay in tips.  It's within reach.

Other goal:  when the dust settles from her vacation, talk to BB about that hefty raise I'm supposed to get now that I've got all of my online training done.  Which I was SUPPOSED to do my first day, but someone called out...and I've been on the floor ever since.

Also, mention that I was supposed to get paid for that time, even though I did it at home.  I kept a log AND got screen shots with time stamps.  I did not get pictures of me sitting at the computer in my Jack Skellington Boxers and "Tomboy Girl" tank top (LOVE Tret Fure!) with a tumbler of wine.  I aced all the tests, so that'll just be our little secret, right?  Me and the entire fucking internet.  Okay, the LJ readers on the internet....which is (sadly) getting smaller.

Re BB's vacation:  I'm not sure if a car trip from North Carolina to Maine with your 8 year old stepson whose two current favorite phrases are "Whatever, yo" and "You're not my REAL MOM, so you can't make me!"  counts as a vacation.  Which may be why BB is scheduled to come in today and take her last three days Friday-Sunday.  Work may seem like a "vacation" after that.

I am going to do my best to not throw myself at her feet and beg "Don't ever leave me alone with these people again!"

Speaking of vacations-that-aren't, it looks like Kent is truncating his Fantasy Football Draft Weekend with Toxic Masculinity Incorporated.  Three days instead of the usual five.  This is the second year that there has been major drama, and I think I'm just going to put my foot down and say he can Skype it next year.  I didn't feel like I had a right to last year because I wasn't working, but I am NOT going to let a few hundred of what is partially MY money go towards something so fucking unhealthy.  Last year, it was total lack of support for his coming out.  This year, TinFoilHat Boy brought up a bunch of shit from a day we had out earlier this summer, including saying I was "playing the victim" because I left the table after he pushed food on me for the fourth time.  It was either go to the bathroom to compose myself, waste a perfectly good drink by throwing it in his face, or stab him with a fork.  Since he's not worth assault charges or the waste of a perfectly good Lemondrop, I decided to quietly excuse myself.

Ugh, I could go into more detail, but that douchenozzle has already taken up enough real estate in my brain, and he is SO NOT WORTH IT.

So, this is supposed to be Kent's fun time.  We spend a lot of money so he can go.  And, unlike the five years past, he doesn't have PTO for this.  And he's already anxious about going and is going to probably in a dark head space when he gets back  Yippee.

He's a grown ass man and can do as he will, but next year...if he goes, I want EVERY FUCKING PENNY of what he spends for his trip also allotted to me in the household budget.   I am sick of this shit.

I will keep the Bristol Vixens this year (another league, run by the same piece of shit) because I've already paid in and have a title to defend.  Next year, they can all go fuck themselves.


In other, incredibly ironic news, Kent has an interview tomorrow with the Panera where I was accused of being on drugs during allergy season (red, drippy nose.  Bloodshot eyes.  And, yes,  I go to the bathroom more than once a shift.  I'm a 40something woman who has had two kids!  We pee a lot!) and fired.  I'm sure that the fact that Kent came up there and had had words the week before with the shift that got handsy had nothing to do with it.

(He didn't yell or threaten.  He just came by early to pick me up and told the boor that I have PTSD and no peripheral vision.  "You know, just to let you know...sneaking up on her makes her jumpy.  Her friend did that to her once and ended up with her elbow breaking his nose.  You might want to be careful."  In full on wolf-mode, with the long hair, leather jacket, and earring.  Subtle.)

I asked him if he really wanted a job there.  "You loved the one in New Jersey, so that's a plus.  Besides, given the turnover there, no one you worked with is probably still there.  And if they are...it won't be an interview, really.  It will be fucking performance art.  And if I get it...free blueberry scones!"

Damnit.  I really WILL put up with most anything for free food, won't I?

That being said, it's about time to suit up.  We have BB AND a full staff (in theory) today, so I'm hoping to cut out a little early...by which I mean on time.  I was planning on doing the weekend grocery supply run tomorrow.  Then I realized that the dorms open Saturday.  I've done that schtick before.  Not pleasant.  I NEED to do it today so I don't get arrested for a shopping cart road rage incident.

Hey, unlike last year, I can just pile all of my shit in a cab and avoid taking the bus home.  Yay, tips!

Happy Thursday, y'all.  What's everyone else up to?


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Aug. 18th, 2016 01:08 pm (UTC)
Yay for massive tips! You should chart this stuff (OK, you probably are already) and map out the best strategies. Well, you probably don't need that, but it would be fun to see.

The folks that work in the Panera near me seem pretty happy there. It was a huge deal when they built it. I live in kind of a snobby town, so allowing a "fast food" restaurant to build on the main drag was considered quite a scandal for a while. Of course, now it has become one of THE places for the Merrick ladies (over-tanned, Botoxed to within an inch of their lives, way too much makeup, clothes at least 2 sizes too small ["They think my daughter and I are sisters!"], who are not really fooling anyone with this crap) to eat lunch and meet with numerous members of their circle. I hope Kent gets it, if that's what he wants.

As for me, I am still trying to wake up and realize it is, in fact, Thursday. For some reason, I am having trouble keeping track of the days this week.

Carry on!
Aug. 20th, 2016 02:02 pm (UTC)
You caught me! I put my daily tip total next to the date in my paper journal.

I am SUCH a dork.
Aug. 18th, 2016 03:33 pm (UTC)
Fucking performance art. :-D

I meant to get up at 4:45 to go for a three mile walk, but my alarm didn't go off (grumble, grumble) so I walked aema to school instead. That was really sweet, actually, and not too hot for comfort. <3 Now I'm more awake than usual at this time of morning and I feel energized to get stuff done. Yay. :)
Aug. 20th, 2016 02:17 pm (UTC)
I miss waiting with Ashe at the bus stop. That early school time is precious.

(When I was in NJ, we'd call Kent while we were waiting and Ashe would read everyone's horoscope from the paper. He never understood why, when he asked me what his meant, it was always "Don't punch your brother when he's being a butthead." The kid is a Scorpio and a redhead. He needed the stars to tell him that. EVERY DAY.)

Oh, and Kent has a second interview on Monday. He may actually get this. The Universe is fucking hilarious.
Aug. 18th, 2016 03:57 pm (UTC)
"I really WILL put up with most anything for free food"

I have a similar mantra to that lol!
Aug. 20th, 2016 02:20 pm (UTC)
I had to work two hours over yesterday. I was settling my till, looked at Big Boss and said "I get fed today, right?"

(We get free meals if we work more than six hours)

She lost it. We were so busy and so understaffed that everyone was slap happy. When she quit laughing, she said "How very Oliver Twist of you. And yes."

So I got a lovely salad and I think I'm going to call her Fagin all day today.
Aug. 18th, 2016 04:16 pm (UTC)

Anecdotally hilariously in hindsight (given the lack of contact between us, anyway), Jason's "dad" pulled one over on me years ago saying he got tips from a fast food job he had. Since I had no work experience of my own at that point, I didn't know any better.

I found out years later that he'd been stealing from the tills, but he eventually did get fired from that job.

Aug. 18th, 2016 10:43 pm (UTC)
Woman, you rock SO GOD DAMNED HARD.

I love you.

Aug. 19th, 2016 01:08 am (UTC)
Thank you! I love you, too!
Aug. 18th, 2016 11:50 pm (UTC)
Your posts are so fun to read! <3 Wish I had half the sass you do!

I'm working on convincing myself to go to bed EARLY tonight cuz I'm averaging dangerously low on my hours of sleep this week. :/ Convincing self iz hard. I need to do ALL THE THINGS! [sigh] But, I am really, really tired, so maybe my wise mind will win for a change.
Aug. 19th, 2016 12:25 am (UTC)
Hope it all goes well!
Aug. 19th, 2016 04:16 am (UTC)
I was planning on doing the weekend grocery supply run tomorrow. Then I realized that the dorms open Saturday. I've done that schtick before. Not pleasant. I NEED to do it today so I don't get arrested for a shopping cart road rage incident.

Ah, the joys of living in a college town. Dorms open here this weekend, too, and the latest enrollment figures I've seen for A&M are in the ~65,000 student range, which, in a community of ~170,000 permanent residents, is a huge influx. I'm going to have to brave some place in town (not sure where yet) in order to get the kids school supplies. That's going to be a ton of fun.
Aug. 19th, 2016 09:27 am (UTC)
That is the sad thing about Elljay. I remember it took me two hours to read my list in the early to mid 2000's and now a blip here and a blip there...

Aug. 23rd, 2016 01:53 am (UTC)
Playing catch-up on commenting...

It's a hard mental bump to decide something you used to enjoy and look forward to isn't a good thing any more and to quit doing it but it sounds like Kent's ready for that bump. :( I hope things go/went better than expected!
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