Can I Sleep?

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I honestly don't know if I can, even with one sleeping pill and much THC in my bloodstream - I'm too excited for this meeting! I am going to say some stuff that might make Tory (whiny little straight white man that he is) want to fire me or Frankie . . . but without me the kitchen would have one part-time dishwasher and one full-time dishwasher. So unless he wants to run the whole kitchen with four other cooks, Jim (who does a great job but is only there for 24-26 hours a week), Omar (who is doing a spectacular job so far but is still very new), a hypothetical new person who might or might not get scared away before their first paycheck, and no one else, he won't do it.

Plus, at my mini meeting with Jenn yesterday (which led to her texting Tory to set up The Meeting), she literally told me, "You ain't gettin' fired." And I believe her! She's the only manager I can trust!

But anyway, my point is that I am going to say every-damn-thing I want to say to them because I have finally had enough. I will talk and they will listen. I will not only speak up for myself and Frankie, but also for the servers & bartenders. I've taken pages and pages of notes because I have so much to say, and it's all important.

One idea that I just had a few minutes ago, which is absolutely a joke and ABSOLUTELY NOT something I actually want, is that we could temporarily solve our BOH staffing crisis by making Tory work with for me for two weeks. This could seriously work. He could create menus & taste dishes, but otherwise step back and let the cooks do their cooking while he follows me around and does everything to my standards. The cooks would be completely fine (especially since, if they ever did actually need him, he'd be right there), I could actually get everything done without being there for twelve hours every night, and he might earn back the respect he lost by being stupid enough to treat my little sister like shit and then hire Michael.