I havent been sleeping well at all latley. Usually I have no problems sleeping in...but for about the past month or so I've been not able to go to sleep till around 3 or 4 and been waking up at around 8 or 8:30 every day. 4 hours of sleep is kind of draining. Yesterday my day started off really quite bad, I had woken up at 8 and I wasnt able to go back to bed so I laid there for a couple hours tossing and turning. Then I finally got out of bed to head to work and right when I was heading out the door my mom said:

"When you get home we need to talk."

Now if you ever want to ruin someones day, I think that little sentence is the key to doing it. So now you have to go through the motions of the day with that little thought in the back of your mind of what you did wrong or how you messed up or what light switch you left on... So all through work I was replaying in my mind what it was I had done wrong and tried to figure it out... Anyways I got to work and James had called in sick and Matt switched Saturday for Sunday so Dave was forced to go to saute and that left us with 3 Fry cooks for a Saturday. The normal amount of people on the Fryline on a Saturday should be 6, we had 3. So now I see my day is only getting worse and lunch was really busy and I didn't get to take my break until 4. So finally I get to break and I come home and walk in the africa room and tell my parents to talk to me. So they tell me all this stuff that I wont get into here and then it got into how I lack motivation in life which made me kind of depressed because I want to do something with my life, I just dont know what yet.

So I spent my break having a "talk" with my parents. I was tired, hot, cranky and a little depressed when I was heading back to work... So I started to pray and being a selfish little guy I told God that I'm having a bad day and that I would really appreciate it if work was slow tonight or something along those lines. I clocked in and headed to my 3 man team fryline and too my shock the fryline had 2 managers working on it. In order to understand this miracle you must first understand that Bill, our general manager never works. Yet for some reason he was pulling the food on line 2, with Jeff our other manager breading. Since it was busy while i was on break the managers had to come and help cover me I guess. I walk down to Bill and offer to take his spot because I just know how much he loves the fryline... he looks at me for a second and said "You know what, why dont you go to Saute and help Dave out." So I was extremely happy that I didnt have to work on the fryline and the saute line had just gotten rid of their special so it was pretty darn slow. I then proceeded to remember how I had prayed about it being slow and was llike "wow, thats really cool." Around 7:30 or so Bill was taking a break from the fryline and came over and said "You can thank me later" and winked at me. I thought to myself..... "No, Bill...Thank God, thank God."




  posted by Darrell @ 10:00 AM