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Birthcontrol, Visa, my mom,FAIL

I bet your wondering what all four of these have in common…  Oh but they do!  See I am sure that I mentioned that some punk ass douche-bag \”compromised\” my Visa so mine was canceled as a precautionary measure.  So because of that  I had to wait for the new card to be sent to my mom\’s house in ON and then wait for her to send it to me registered mail.  Shiny new visa comes in last Thursday and I finally got off my ass to go to the post office and pick up because I had to sign for it.  So that\’s fine, I open up the envelope only to discover that my card wasn\’t ready to use, had to either activate it online or via telephone due to the chip I have with the pin.  So I tried to do it online but because I\’m not the primary card holder I apparently needed some of my moms info.  Turns out I didn\’t (bastards) but you know c\’est la vie.  So I dropped it off at home and trekked over to Gryphon to see two of my favorite people.  Had lunch with two of my favorite customers, played catch up and ran off to work to pick up my pay.

So I go to work, grab my pay, briefly tormented Freeman for a while.  So I detach my cheque from my pay stub (we use a company now) sign it, fold it in 1/2, shove it into my back pocket and run off to the bank that is literally 2 blocks away!  So as soon as I get there, I discovered that my pay was GONE.  W.T.F?!?!?!  Seriously?  FAIL!  F.A.I.L!  So I hoped that maybe it fell out of my pocket at work somewhere and went back.  I of course re-traced my steps which was pointless because it was nice and windy today and who knows where on earth it ended up?  So back at C.O.C, I called my manager to get the number of our payroll company to put a stop payment on it.  It was around 4:45, guess who closes at 4:30?  THE FUCKING PAYROLL COMPANY!  I was thinking seriously?  Your joking right?  So I ran back to the bank just to have a note put on my account file with the cheque number stating that I had lost it and to not accept it should someone try to cash it in my name because I signed it at work.  Which sounds crazy to some people but sometimes its actually safer because then no one can attempt forgery.  I consigned myself with the fact that most banks close at 4pm, which today being the ONLY time I was actually thankful for that!  I\’m hoping that if someone actually found it, that in an attempt to cash it they use the bank machine…  Yeah I know sounds nuts but I\’m thinking I should have a stop payment in place before it actually gets removed from said machine and cleared by the bank, best scenario.  Worst scenario, someone actually was able to cash it  on my behalf and then the payroll company tells me how utterly fucked I am…  We\’ll see what happens.

So I thought, all is not totally lost because I have a Visa (thanks mom!) so at least I have access to some funds and won\’t be totally poor and can just slap my pay onto that when I actually get it.  Except that wasn\’t meant to happen either…  I do all my running around, then I head off to the pharmacy to pick up my birth control pills for the month and what do you know?  MY FUCKING VISA CARD DOESN\’T WORK!  I was about ready to loose it at this point, but it was almost 7pm IE: free mins kick in, so I call the handy 800 number on the back.  \”Oh I\’m sorry miss your not the primary card holder\” So I said yeah I know, its my mom.  \”Oh is your mom there (in a condescending talking to a child tone)\” I said yeah well, she\’s home but she also lives 650km away in Ontario and I\’m in Montreal.   \”Well I need to speak with her before I do anything to the account because I have security questions I have to ask her\” .  Fine, its a security thing, I get that.  However all I wanted was my damn baby prevention script!  You see, they keep me sane and baby free, oh yeah and I don\’t have breakouts either but that\’s a side effect I\’m willing to live with.  In spite of the fact that I have awesome skin like that (thanks mom!).  So I walk home, call my mom in ON, tell her what happened and asked her to call me back once she\’s off the phone with them praying that it doesn\’t take hours.

So mom calls me back and I apologized for horribly inconveniencing her like that because I knew she wasn\’t feeling well.  She said its no problem Steph, I\’m your mom that\’s what you do as a parent.  See this is why I don\’t have kids, they\’re a pain in the ass!  I do however love my mom and all that she does for me <3.  However my mom tends to tell people a little too much on occasion, you know like the tattoo I have on my vag.  Yeah my mom goes out of her way to tell people about it.  One of these days someone\’s going to ask to see it and you know I most likely will show them.  Doesn\’t matter because my girly bits are going to be part of an art book (that\’s a whole other story).  Anyway getting off topic here…  So the person on the phone was a woman and my mom says to her my daughter went to the pharmacy to get her B/C pills but her card didn\’t work.  I don\’t need that to happen (her?  What about me? lol) she says oh yes, she would need those, can\’t have that happening now or she\’d blame Scotia for it (yes, yes I would).  Apparently they both though that was hilarious.  I however not so much.  Sooooooo I got my card activated and verified, head back to JCP for a second time, wouldn\’t you know it…  MY FUCKING VISA DIDN\’T WORK AGAIN!  So I told the poor cashier I was sorry for being such a pain, she says oh no, I feel bad for you.  I know you need them (yes, yes I do!).  So as I\’m walking home I passed a dep that had an ATM, thought well maybe its just the terminal?  Hello cash advance attempt.  Success!  Grabbed some cash and went back to the pharmacy for the THIRD time and finally got my pills.

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Douchebaggery! Among other things…

OK where can I start?  Really…  Thursday, a totally non douchey day!  I got to chill with the lovely Jen, Clint, Ron & Chantal before racing off to work for a few hours and then had a lovely gab with a very lovely person and her hubby.  So all in all it was a nice enjoyable day with good people & good conversation (thank you I needed that! <3).  Then Friday hit and everything just went to shit after that…  I get into work at 5pm as per the usual, nothing was too crazy but I had a feeling it was going to be \”one of those days\” all the while muttering I love my job…  Mostly to myself.  However sometimes most of the time I do in fact love where I work!  We have such a great team of people, lots of inside jokes, stupid little pranks and a pretty good atmosphere to top it off which is nice!  However culinary life, regardless of the role you partake in, isn\’t for everyone either.

My co-worker seemed at odds but he\’s still new-ish so that was the norm.  It does however get a little frustrating when you have to tell someone the same thing a 100 times.  If there\’s something wrong with you IE: you have a learning disability or something then for the love of God SAY SOMETHING!  Anyway, its about 6:15pm I\’m doing some dishes and general tidying up because Friday nights are usually pretty crazy and I wanted to be ready for the rush.  I happened to glimpse my co-worker sneaking out the door, thinking he was going out for a smoke.  Which irritated me to no end because we were only a little over an hour into service but whatever, gotta get your breaks in when you can right?  Then about 20 minutes roll by and I asked my manager if he could track him down because it was starting to pick up a little bit.  He left…  Didn\’t say a word to anyone, just snuck out the back door and out the alley in the back and went home.  Are you fucking kidding me?!?

Thankfully two people rose to the occasion and came into bail my ass out along with my manager (thanks guys!  I really appreciated that!) and all in all Friday night in spite of loosing a staff member was actually pretty smooth overall.  Didn\’t leave until 5am but it got done without any major mishaps.  So as much as that pissed me off, because that\’s such a white trash, douchy thing to do; in the end it was OK.  So I went home, crawled into my uber amazing bed and slept soundly.  So then Saturday rolls around, poor D had to work to replace my MIA co-worker which had to suck but we got it done.  We were having a good time, Saturday in fact was full of fun, laughter and some really bad commentary.  I had high hopes in spite of working with yet another new guy who had only worked a few shifts.  We were having a great time…  That is until about 9-ish when the whining started.  I have ZERO tolerance for anyone who whines, especially a 19 year old law student…   Asking me for a break when you\’ve only been there for 2 hours, TWO HOURS?!? Are you kidding me?  So whatever I figured he might as well take on now because if it got busy then the chances of him getting one at all were pretty nil.  Still irritating though just the same.

Then the nagging started…  Can I go home? No.  Why not? Because I said so.  and on and on it went.  This kid was really starting to get on my nerves!  Then it got busy, it got to the point where I was SO frustrated I wanted to cry.  It takes a lot to get me to that point…  I was so tired, I just quite simply couldn\’t take it anymore!  I didn\’t know if I was coming or going, my co-worker well there\’s only certain things he knows how to do and I tell ya sneaking out that backdoor was MORE then a little appealing to me.  If you know what I mean.  So I texted my immediate boss to make him aware of the situation and well to air out some frustration while I was at it.  I also mentioned to the owner who was working that night that I needed stronger help on the busiest days.  I mean seriously, we broke a fucking sales record last night!  Strong staff IS required!  What did he do? Shrugged it off and bacially gave me a look that said:\”what do you want me to do about it?\” FUCK THAT!

So I\’m out…  I can\’t do this anymore.  Culinary life has been my life since I started working.  Its whoring up all my time, making me bitter, jaded and so. very. angry.  I am going back to school but I wanted to pare down my Visa bill a little bit first but you know what?  I don\’t think that I can wait any longer…  So in the meantime I am \”exploring\” other avenues outside of my career field that can tide me over until I get my BA, hell even a diploma would suffice at this time.  Which sucks so hard because I love where I work!  The stress, the bullshit and the drama however is enough to make me want to throw myself in front of a bus!  When you walk out of work needing some Valium its time to go…  I\’m going to miss that place though when I go 🙁

On a random note, I really miss Jason!  So much!  I also miss being in school…  Who knew?

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6 drunk guys, an angry Chef and

a baseball bat…

I can only imagine the look on R\’s face when he pulled up in front of the restaurant coming back from a delivery only to find it surrounded by police cruisers…  Needless to say Friday night/Saturday morning was FAR from boring.  We were busy, and by busy I mean not stop total chaos ALL night!  So we decided in the best interest of all of us to close early.  We were running out of food, the fryers had gotten so low on oil that even making an order of fries was complicated.  We had orders flying out the door and for some reason we had a whole lot of drunk people piling in as well.  Which killed me because you can plainly see that were busy and while most people were pretty cool about it, this one emo-tard was being a douche-bag so I made him wait longer for his food on purpose.  Mostly because I could!  Anyway that\’s irrelevant to my \”mishap\” that occurred.

So R had to go on some deliveries because we were totally swamped and we opted to close at 3:30am instead of 4.  So I was asked to watch the computer, and what have you.  No problem!  That is until 6 drunk guys stumbled in the door at 3:35 am…  A large majority of them being black, except for that cute French white guy oh and one girl.  All of them at least half a foot taller if not more so then I and considerably larger then myself.  Yes the whole racial profiling thing has some relevance and I will get to that in a second.  They come up to the counter and after a minute of  hey how are you stuff, they got pretty pissed that I told them due to circumstances beyond our control we had to shift our closing time from 4am to 3:30.  So they were all dissapointed, which was what I expected except for this one guy who wouldn\’t take no for an answer!  He was literally begging me to make him food.  Thankfully C had no more orders working at the time so I stood firm and said no.  I even turned down a walk-in pick up order because we both had enough and wanted to get the hell out of there!

Then this one asshole got exceptionally belligerent and well he just picked the wrong place/date/time to get up my ass!  There was no room left there for anyone else at that point!  All of his friends were like look man she\’s closed let\’s go and he just wouldn\’t leave!  So then he slams his fist down on the counter and says your not listening to me.  So I in turn slammed my fist down on the counter and said no your not fucking listening to me!  So on comes the ultimate screaming match with some random dude…  His friends got smart and left and only that asshole and the one guy trying to contain him were still inside.  He just wouldn\’t get the hint so I went out front to escort them out and possibly punch someone in the face.  All of his friends and a few random customers came in once again and it was getting crowded in there and no one was listening to me.  My co-worker well he was no help what so ever…  So since they wouldn\’t leave I went back behind the counter to grab the baseball bat that we have in the kitchen for some random reason.  That\’s when things got really ugly.

The whole front was total chaos, I was getting ready to start knocking heads off like some people do mailboxes.  So drunk guys buddy gets all up in my face talking shit, saying listen to me over and over again.  WTF there isn\’t anything left to say other then get the fuck outta my restaurant!   My co-worker ended up calling the cops who to my amazement showed up in about 5 minutes and broke the party up.  Turns out because these two girls came in and seeing how it was late I let them stay in there because they were running away from some random dude; drunken ass thought I was refusing to serve him because he was black.  WTF!?!  Are you kidding me?  No I don\’t give a damn what your race/gender/ etc. is if I\’m CLOSED I am NOT serving ANYONE!   So needless to say the cops took care of them, made sure that those of us inside were OK and that was that.  No one at work is going to screw with me now lol.

So yesterday I was only supposed to work from 8-11pm because the other guy I was working with I ended up working for him Friday night but I somehow got sucked into working from 8pm-4am UGH… Anyway G asked me if I knew the guys name so that he could call him and apologize for Friday night.  If ANYONE should be apologized to, its ME.  So what if that one guy orders a lot, I make ALL the damn food that comes outta that place more often then not!  Yeah I get that we need the business (what place doesn\’t?) and all that shit but honestly the personal safety of your staff should come first!  If my own personal safety is threatened in ANY way I will do whatever it takes to protect myself!  Its not as if I was having a bad night and felt the need to get in touch with my inner bad ass.  That really pissed me off!  I spoke to my immediate boss about that and one of the owners.  While I respect their point of view, I don\’t agree with it at all!

Although in spite of all the bullshit, some good things do happen!  The biggest issue I had at work has officially been eliminated 😀 Hooray!  Also good things come in cute packages…  So had Michael not did what he did then I wouldn\’t be enjoying that…  So not only did I get a bitching tattoo, I just might get something awesome outta the deal.  I\’m down with that! 😉  Thanks!

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a whole lot of WTF and reunions!

Well this weekend has been the up-most roller coaster ride straight out of hell!  Work, well what can I say work is work.  Although I have to give kudos to the new guy!  He\’s my new bitch 😉  Seriously, he really is.  He\’s doing a pretty great job though I have to admit!  Lots of positive changes around work which is good.  Maybe in the end we\’ll all be happier!  I\’ve been itching to \”Steph-a-fy-\” that kitchen since I started working there and I finally got the backing, go ahead and support that I need from all the bosses and owners so that\’s pretty freaking awesome!

Then the other night I came home, checked my facebook and lo and behold there\’s a friend request from a very dear friend of mine that sadly feel out of my life for a number of reasons.  I knew he was on FB but didn\’t muster up the nerve to actually put forth the effort to \”be-friend\” him again.  That was the better part of 2 years ago and well he found me after 2 years of searching.  He spelled my last name wrong, which more often then not most people do.  So I guess we have been reunited once again which is nice actually!  I really missed him!  We were really close friends, and he was my rock when my life was horribly out of control in my early 20\’s.  I knew I could count on him and he on me.  He was the person when you felt like you had almost no one that you could count on, let alone trust but he was always there.  I cherished that friendship and I can\’t/won\’t go as far to say that we can \”pick up the pieces\” seeing as how we live in different provinces but still nice to re-connect just the same 🙂

So while I was having a nostalgic moment  I thought I would scope out my ex just to see if B was friends with G and turns out they weren\’t but then I discovered another old friend from my old life of long ago (by that I mean the 15-22yrs).   So we then played catch up and he\’s doing really well too which is fabulous!  I too wondered what on earth happened to him and how he was doing.  I have to say that out of the things I don\’t remember from that time period one thing I fondly recall is his going away party.  Which was the most epic toga party EVER!

Then while looking for something in my other not too often used e-mail address I got an e-mail from Jeremie whom I pretty much assumed that I wouldn\’t have anything to do with him because I apparently gave him the wrong impression about something inadvertently & unintentionally before and at least he was man enough to tell me as opposed to some people who just figure that they can ignore me and that\’s that…  But I\’m saving that for last…  Anyway he e-mailed me 5 days ago and I still had his number in my old cell phone so I figured since my other plans totally fell through,  why not give him a call.  So we ended up hanging out from about 9-ish til midnight so that was OK I guess.  Granted I had my head up my ass the whole time he was here…  Mostly because I was pissed at Micheal.  But whatever, at least my night wasn\’t a total loss.  Granted it could have been better… meh, whatever.0  I just really hate when people waste my time like that!

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