Monday, June 13, 2005

Baker Square

So im a cook right?
no--not really, the more I work the less I feel like I know, and sometimes I work alone, which is scary, cuz im looking at the same menu the customers are to figure out what goes in what. The cats I work with are generally cool but emotions and tempers run high when you're in an environment where you have to depend on the person who was there before you or the night before or a week ago. for example the turkey takes like hours to bake so if its not baked it aint getting served at dinner -and we didnt make no fucking turkey today --cuz we didnt do enough prep yesterday (i was doing prep yesterday, and i looked over that list like 5 times and everything was done) but then there are always the few things u do a little less of and a little more of, like yesterday I made enough stuffing (also for the turkey dinner) to last all week, unfortunately i think it goes bad in 5 days, not that would stop anyone there from serving it...
anyway people are all hopped up on adrenochrome or something and they run around yelling and swearing and muttering under their breaths at eachother and then say have a nice day when you leave, and thanks and shit cuz they really are all very nice people.
I dont work enough to save much cash this summer, I was hoping to make like 3 thousand and now it looks like 2 thousand tops. but with work and a projects and classes and visits on the weekends I think i will be busy enough.

Im reading the book Wigfield by the strangers with candy cats, it is so funny at times you gotta tap the stranger next to you and read it to them, and the jokes dont seem to get old even though they all tend to have the same format of run on and random metaphors(that dont really make sense) or contrasting similies and such. its funny.

We went to see Mr and Mrs smith last night and its quite entertaining, but i dont think its all that memorable, like your not thinking about it 2 days later or anything, its mostly action comedy action comedy and the romance is like 3 mins and interrupted.

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