I'm... going to just keel over and die. But before I do that, did all my tags and made this random post:
More hot pressed sandwiches |D Except I was supposed to do them BY MYSELF. Oh why... why would you do that .__.
Anyway, I got a lot of help from a co-worker, so I still finished them up on time for the rush crowd. But that morning, with no sleep, reaching over to get some of those goddamn bread loaves, I felt a shank of pain in my back. e____e I feel so old.
One co-worker is out sick. She's had a persistent cough for one, and two, her husband has swine flu and pneumonia. e____e So she's been quarantined. Kitchen Manager comes over and looks at schedule. Since the Kitchen and Deli schedules are in different places [my entire schedule is on the Deli sheet but only my Kitchen shifts show up on the Kitchen sheet] he's like, 'You don't work Saturday =o=' I'm like 'I do =o= But no idea what time. It's Deli though.' He wanders over like ':|' to look at it. I shifty eye, except not really because I was cleaning the slicer so I could go the fuck home \o/ He comes back, 'Now you're kitchen, 6-2:30 paninis'. My response: '...D:? Oh well, whatever =o=' As long as The Area Manager doesn't come back from nursing her child with the flu [fff, I don't know if it's swine flu or not, I kinda didn't pay attention] and go 'D<' at the schedule being changed, I don't really care. She wouldn't go D< at me anyway. I didn't exactly volunteer for it XD; But I was going '.__.' at only having 29-30 hours this week. Well, now it's 32 \o
Cross-training is amazing.

