Deli times.

It's been a couple weeks, I'm a terrible blogger.

So let's see...

First of all, I ended up going to the emergency room for that bladder infection...it got a lot worse and hubby made me go. Thank God I'm on his Tricare or I'd be screwed. Did you know emergency room visits are $600? Neither did I.
They did a pregnancy test too because it had been a while since I'd had a period, and guess who's pregnant?!
Not me.

Thank God.


Anyway, last week I put in an application at a local french cheese company, and they called me in and they hired me. So I'm just going to be working there on the weekends, but they've been training me, so I've been working during the week. My first day was Wednesday, and man...they just throw you right into it. Everybody there does everything. They all cook, they all do dishes, they all wait on tables, bus tables, you name it, they do it. And they work like a well oiled machine because most of them have been there for years.

So Wednesday I worked a 9 hour shift, and for the first half I mainly just washed dishes because everybody just seemed to know what they were doing, and everybody was already doing everything. So I just tried to fit in where I was needed, and nobody was doing dishes, so I did that. And then I walked around and got people's dishes and bussed tables. And then I slowly started to take some of the orders out, and then about halfway through the shift, after it started to slow down a little (it was crazy busy that day) I started to take people's orders, and I made a few orders as well. Then Jeannie, the main person that I work with, showed me how to close everything for the day. The deli is only open 11-3:30, so generally I get out of there at about 4:30.

Yesterday, Thursday, I went in at 10, so most of the slicing had already been done, and I just wrapped the meat up and packaged some cheese and an hour later the deli opened. It wasn't as busy as Wednesday but we had the same amount of people, so this time I kinda didn't know what to do sometimes...and I hadn't gotten a lot of sleep the night before (which I'll explain soon), so I was pretty tired and a little sluggish. I was doing my best to keep up but I just felt kinda exhausted and run down, and one of the managers told me I needed to do things faster, in a nice way, but it still kinda made me feel crappy, so I wasn't feeling really good about the job yesterday.

Today was a lot better though. I seemed to get a little more into the swing of it. Started out the day by just doing sort of odds and ends. I came in at 10:30 and the deli opened a half an hour later. People were just kinda trickling in and it was manageable for just me and Deb, the short order cook for the mornings. I would take the orders, get the side dishes ready for her, take the orders out. And then more orders started coming in, and more people started coming back to help, so I would find something that needed to be done, and somebody else would be doing it. And I started to feel out of place again...but not as much as Thursday. And I seemed to do a lot more things right, which made me feel better about tomorrow.

Tomorrow is Saturday, and apparently weekends are totally insane there, which makes sense because this is a big tourist town, and Kenzie, the brie manager, was telling me that on Saturday I was going to be on my own. And I was like ...on my own? What? And I'm still not sure what exactly she means by that. Because then she told me that someone else would be there to help me. And I'm like ...you mean I'll be there to help that person right? I don't know. I mean, I'm nervous...I hope it's not more than I can handle, but I guess we'll just find out. Maybe she meant that I'd be on my own after the deli closes. Like, maybe that other person will go home when it closes at 3:30, and I'll have to close alone, which I can do. That's not really a big deal, but if she means on my own like, the other woman goes home at 1...I'm screwed. That means I'll have to be making all the sandwiches, and I don't even know the sandwiches. I know like three of them. And it generally starts slowing down around 2 or 2:30, but on a Saturday I don't know how it'll be.

Oh, and tomorrow we have a group of 40 people coming in at 12. Tomorrow is going to be completely crazy. I have Sunday off though, so that's good news. Yayyyyyyy.

Jen is moving back to Washington and she's leaving early tomorrow morning, and she's going to stay with me and Hubby tomorrow night, so that'll be fun, and I'm glad I'm not working on Sunday morning so I won't have to go to bed at 10 o'clock.

Oh, and the reason I didn't get much sleep on Wednesday night? Hubby and I went to Hillsboro right after I got off work to look at cars and ended up buying a 2000 Ford Mustang, and we didn't get home until after midnight, and I didn't get to sleep until about 2 am. And woke up six and a half hours later for work. And I'm used to a lot more sleep than that.

Anyway, I'll try to update more, and I'll post some pictures of the new car.