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ryanreacts Oh my FUCKING gods, tonight was rough. It didn't make me want to quit or anything, but lots of annoying things happened:
* My new boots arrived a few days early! They feel great and I was excited to wear them . . . but they are NOT non-slip, even though they claim to be, which was the main reason I bought them to replace my current work shoes. "Fortunately" I noticed how not non-slip they are very early into my shift, so for the rest of the night I knew I had to walk much more carefully than I am used to at work. The Shoes For Crews boots I found were out of stock, so I took a chance with some other company, and now I'm so fucking pissed.
* While filtering the fryer oil (a task I have successfully completed almost every night since I got switched to this overnight shift), I started with the left side just like always, wiped it with a wet cloth just like always, poured the oil back in just like always, and didn't notice that I forgot to close the valve until I felt oil splashing on my feet. I closed it a second or two later, but in the few seconds it was open it made a huge mess.
* One weekly task I had to do tonight was moving all the grills away from the wall so I could sweep & mop behind them. No problem. But as I was moving them back into place, some sort of oil chute thingy (I have no idea what it's actually called) fell off, and so did the part that is supposed to keep it in place, and I could not fucking figure out how to re-attach them. And the oil chute thingy literally catches oil, and apparently the cooks don't empty it every night, so I had to clean up a second oil spill.
* As usual, I was coughing & sneezing all the time. Seriously, this happens a lot at work. Tonight it occurred to me that I could be allergic to at least one of the cleaning chemicals I use every night. Yay.
* Another weekly task I had to do was deck scrubbing the floors. Simple enough in theory, but a combination of "our floors just love dirt so much" & "our floors don't get deck scrubbed enough because until recently no one was available to do it every week" meant that it was actually pretty difficult, like, physically. I put forth a valiant effort, but with all the coughing & sneezing I kept doing, at some point I just didn't care anymore, and when I signed off on this task I wrote a note that I should do this a little bit every night. I swear, we have floors and baseboards that attract dirt.
* When I was finally ready to wrap up and get the fuck out of there, I decided to do a tiny bit of last-minute mopping. One second after starting, I SNAPPED THE MOP HANDLE IN HALF.
Anyway, thank fucking goodness that the weekend started as soon as I clocked out! It's currently a little after 7:00, so I won't have to get ready to go back to work for sixty-something hours!
P.S. One nice thing that happened tonight: The cook whose name I don't know gave me pasta! Since my shift starts after the Inn stops serving employee meals, the cooks usually surprise me with something before they leave. Usually a cheeseburger or a turkey sandwich or whatever. All of which are great, but I definitely wasn't expecting pasta! That's guest food!
* My new boots arrived a few days early! They feel great and I was excited to wear them . . . but they are NOT non-slip, even though they claim to be, which was the main reason I bought them to replace my current work shoes. "Fortunately" I noticed how not non-slip they are very early into my shift, so for the rest of the night I knew I had to walk much more carefully than I am used to at work. The Shoes For Crews boots I found were out of stock, so I took a chance with some other company, and now I'm so fucking pissed.
* While filtering the fryer oil (a task I have successfully completed almost every night since I got switched to this overnight shift), I started with the left side just like always, wiped it with a wet cloth just like always, poured the oil back in just like always, and didn't notice that I forgot to close the valve until I felt oil splashing on my feet. I closed it a second or two later, but in the few seconds it was open it made a huge mess.
* One weekly task I had to do tonight was moving all the grills away from the wall so I could sweep & mop behind them. No problem. But as I was moving them back into place, some sort of oil chute thingy (I have no idea what it's actually called) fell off, and so did the part that is supposed to keep it in place, and I could not fucking figure out how to re-attach them. And the oil chute thingy literally catches oil, and apparently the cooks don't empty it every night, so I had to clean up a second oil spill.
* As usual, I was coughing & sneezing all the time. Seriously, this happens a lot at work. Tonight it occurred to me that I could be allergic to at least one of the cleaning chemicals I use every night. Yay.
* Another weekly task I had to do was deck scrubbing the floors. Simple enough in theory, but a combination of "our floors just love dirt so much" & "our floors don't get deck scrubbed enough because until recently no one was available to do it every week" meant that it was actually pretty difficult, like, physically. I put forth a valiant effort, but with all the coughing & sneezing I kept doing, at some point I just didn't care anymore, and when I signed off on this task I wrote a note that I should do this a little bit every night. I swear, we have floors and baseboards that attract dirt.
* When I was finally ready to wrap up and get the fuck out of there, I decided to do a tiny bit of last-minute mopping. One second after starting, I SNAPPED THE MOP HANDLE IN HALF.
Anyway, thank fucking goodness that the weekend started as soon as I clocked out! It's currently a little after 7:00, so I won't have to get ready to go back to work for sixty-something hours!
P.S. One nice thing that happened tonight: The cook whose name I don't know gave me pasta! Since my shift starts after the Inn stops serving employee meals, the cooks usually surprise me with something before they leave. Usually a cheeseburger or a turkey sandwich or whatever. All of which are great, but I definitely wasn't expecting pasta! That's guest food!
