this is how we do!

finally!!!  we got mad busy last night, for what seems like the first time in weeks.  and all the girls knew about and pushed the halibut and pub chips, and we sold out.  shit, we sold out of damn near everything.  we got busy right after the game (about 4:30) and stayed busy until about eight.  and busy busy, not just steady.  it was nice to get our collective asses kicked (although i have to say the kitchen did most of the ass kicking).  oh, and i found out that jessie was the only one who didn't know about the special on friday.  tara knew about it and pushed it and nobody wanted it, and crystal knew about the special but didn't bother telling any customers.  she's wierd like that.  she'll tell you she didn't have time, but we weren't busy and it's pretty easy to walk up to tables and say "do you know about the special?"  so that's way worse than jessie not knowing we had a special.  and jessie was pissed i ratted her out to the boss about not knowing about the special, but hey...it's her job to know, and i didn't so much rat her out as i just told boss what was happening.

anyway, it was stupid busy and it was great.  that's my element, man, tons of tickets flapping in the breeze and a bunch more piling up on the machine, and just cooking the bejaysus out of it.  i love it when it's busy like that, i feel absolutely in my element.  sure, it's hot, it's cramped, and everybody is yelling at you for this order and hold the blankety blank on that order, and it's a logistical challenge to get everything up on time and looking good.  i get bored and lazy when we're slow, but when we're busy...man, i tell ya, i'm the best guy for the job.  i find myself getting all pumped up and yelling "yeah!  bring it!  what's next?  i thought you guys said we were getting busy!  this ain't shit!"

hopefully they'll have a good sunday morning out there today...we need a couple hardcore days in a row.  it was nice cause yesterday was boss's birthday and he didn't even come in after the game (he's been at work for like two months straight...went and had a party with his family), but we got busy and didn't call or bother him with anything, plus he left his cake so we could eat off it.  it was sweet.

anyway.  weekend.  breakfast with poppa and big brother, and football with the wife.

gonna be a good day.