A Tough Day On The Job

6 AM.

That’s when I worked this morning. It’s usually my favorite shift too since it goes by so fast all the time and I get off at 2 PM, so a big chunk of the day is still ahead of me. But today it was just horrible! One of those days where anything that can go wrong, will go wrong.

First, when I went to work I was a little bit groggy, usually after my breakfast I’m wide awake and singing away “GOOD MORNING! GOOD MORNING!”  to everybody that’s around. But now that I think of it, I didn’t even sing a single song at work today, which never happens! It wasn’t from my groggyness though, it was mostly from everything else.

We have really bad staff at the restaurant. I mean they are very nice, pretty funny and easy to get along with; but they are horrendously unreliable. So I got a phone call just as I was opening the restaurant from my 8 AM prep person, and she’s calling in sick. I knew she wasn’t sick, just hung over since she threw a party at her house last night. But I still had to take her word and not let her come to work since we can’t have any sick people touching the food at the restaurant. At first though, I was alright with her being “sick”, but then after calling the other people that had the day off to come, I began to get a little perturbed. Nobody answered their phones or already had big plans today and couldn’t come in to work. Not even the restaurant owner would answer the phone. So finally I just decided to call my afternoon person to come in early and work, even though he didn’t know how to cook breakfast at all.

When he got there, I put him to work doing the prep, like sterilizing fresh veggies and preparing some sauces for later while I would do all the cooking, which is usually a three person job on the weekends.

As the afternoon approached, it was getting quite busy there and I had to cook at a lightning pace to keep up with all the orders, plus teach my prep person how to prep everything too.

I didn’t even really get a break, just took a couple minutes to shovel some soup down my throat basically.

Then when the afternoon arrived and it was full out busy, the Stock Man came with all of our fresh food. So I had to go back and forth between the kitchen to cook, then back to the freezer to put some stock away. Putting stock away isn’t an easy task neither. Getting twenty boxes of fries that weigh fifty pounds each and several boxes of chicken meat that weigh at least seventy pounds each isn’t exactly an easy task; plus all the hamburger meat and everything else on top too. Don’t get me started on the massive boxes of lettuce and tomatoes neither…

This Guy Isn't Having a Very Good Day Neither

When I finished all that up, I noticed that my prep person was moving excruciatingly slow and barely got anything done. So I had to whip together a lot of what I needed to cook.

But then I ran out of Mustard.

It doesn’t take long to get some mustard, it hangs on the wall in a huge sack with eight Litres of mustard inside. So I grabbed myself a container and pressed the little lever thing for some mustard and the lever just popped off. Completely broke free into my hand. So now there was eight Litres of mustard on the floor, my pants, apron and shoes. It even full out stained the wall yellow and I’m not even sure how long that took to clean up…

Finally though, at 1:30 PM, it started to slow down. So I sent my prep boy on a thirty minute break and spent that entire half hour getting absolutely every bit of prep done, washing all the dishes that ended up piling up and cleaning the place up for the next shift that was to come in after me.

Lastly, I had to stay an extra half hour past my shift too because the girl that was coming in after me ended up being late.

There were a couple of other incidences, but I think that’s enough of a rant for one day. Thanks for listening.

 

In better news though, I booked a Whitewater rafting expedition for Tuesday on the highest class of whitewater you can get. Meaning its going to be a very wild ride and quite dangerous. I can’t wait!

 

“Some days are for living. Others are for getting through.” – Malcolm S. Forbes

 

Tyson Trepidations.

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Like A Supernova, That Old Life Is Over

I already mentioned this, but I finished Carte Blanche a few days ago, and I thought it was actually pretty awesome. Surprisingly, I haven’t read any Jeffery Deaver novels before this one, and he’s a writer whom is regarded often as the best American thriller novelist of the modern age. I might have to read more from him now though. I enjoyed Carte Blanche quite a bit and it did perk my interests into Deaver’s writing. As far as this James Bond went, I was pretty impressed. It goes back to the original Ian Flemming’s 007, except a little updated to modern age (rather than from Flemming’s 50’s). So I recommend this read fully, even to the Flemming and Bond fanatic.

Now that that book is finished, I’ve moved on to starting Catch-22 by Joseph Heller. This is a classic written in the 60’s as a post war novel that stood the test of time. I’ve been pretty excited to read this one for a while and it seems quite awesome and humorous so far!

Since I’m on the writing/reading subject, I should say that I added another chapter to the book I’m working on and I’m really enjoying where it’s going. Although I am a little worried that it may take a bit of a back seat when school starts since I need to spend a lot more time on school and studying. But that’s alright anyways. It’ll give me more time to brainstorm since its not a short book by any means.

The school year is coming pretty fast too, starting in about two weeks now. Yesterday I did some school supply shopping though and got most of it taken care of with the essentials. I even got a really neat flash drive too! I think the only other thing I might want to add is a new bag. Mine is starting to look a little ratty, plus it bugs me the way that it rubs against my leg when I walk, I need a bit softer of a shoulder bag I think. I’m not too partial of the backpacks anymore since I got myself a “murse” a couple years ago, but I’m really picky with my bags usually. I hope my friends don’t mind the beard neither, it’s gotten a lot more thick lately and a bit more of a hassle to sculpt with my razor. But I am liking it quite a bit and I’ll have to post some pictures once my Ke$ha and LMFAO VIP package arrives.

Also! I got a gift certificate for whitewater rafting, so I’ll probably be doing that next week sometime. I’m very excited, its going to be quite the adventure and dangerous going down waterfalls and all kinds of rapids! So wicked awesome cool! AND it’s looking very hopeful that I may be getting a visit from my other Cali-family that isn’t actually related to me.

I’m not really sure what I was thinking, but at work today I was just singing some weird songs. My co workers couldn’t believe what was coming out of my mouth I think. Oh well though, I made a couple of them literally fall on the ground laughing, so that makes everything good. I love making people laugh! Maybe I should make a music video for Found a Penis or something, everyone at work seemed to like it. But do I really want to be known as the YouTube Penis Song Boy? Or Kid as Ophelia would call me?

For my American friends, visitors and subscribers that haven’t heard of the Canadian band Hedley, you gotta check them out! They have some really awesome music and just released their newest single yesterday (Well, I guess the day before now, since its after midnight. I always seem to make posts super late at night…). Their newest song is called Invincible and it’s lyrically very beautiful! Kinda like their song Perfect, except this one is a little more contemporary/mainstream. But still beautiful.

 

“Some days there wont be a song in your heart. Sing anyways” – Emory Austin

 

Tyson Trepidations.

 

There’s No Words To Describe A Smile

Today I was working a dayshift over at the restaurant, it wasn’t too bad of a day neither. But during the first shift change, when one of my co-workers came in, I noticed that she must have been crying a lot today. Her eyes were all red, had that bit of sparkle to them that said they were crying and plus her attitude hinted towards the fact as well. Being me of course, I felt a little bad and wanted to cheer her up a bit. I don’t know why, but when someone around me has been having a bad day or anything of the sort, I’m not really the type of person who will just brush it off and ignore it. Even if its somebody I don’t know. So I started to do what I do best.

Of course I gave her a hug first, I didn’t ask what was wrong or anything, I’m not going to prolong whatever it is that’s making her feel down. Plus, if she felt she needed to tell someone, she know’s I’m an excellent listener. I’m an even better hugger though, everyone at camp told me that I give the best bear hugs ever, so that actually makes me a bit proud of the skill. Plus, I love hugs! I think they are the best when you or someone else is feeling a little less than normal, they are always the perfect pick uppers. When I hugged her though, I could tell that she appreciated it and that’s the feeling that makes me know today was a good day because I could help make somebody elses a little better. It’s who I am.

Of course though, for anyone that knows me, they know I wont stop until I accomplish getting a smile. So my mission wasn’t over yet in trying to pick up one of my workmates day.

After working with her a few times, I know what she appreciates, and that is someone who’s sincere and has that kind of humour as well. So I started to tell her a story about when I was eleven. It was about this one time (when I was eleven obviously), I really wanted to see that movie Jaws. I thought it looked really awesome but my parents didn’t want me watching it, so I never was allowed. But one night, it was on TV at 2 AM, so I snuck out of bed and into the living room just to watch Jaws. Probably not the best of my ideas neither, considering the entire time I was watching it, I didn’t move a muscle because I was so creeped out from the movie and too scared to even twitch. Even when the movie ended, I didn’t get up from the couch because I was too afraid to make it all the way to my room. So needless to say, I ended up spending the night on the couch, without even a wink of sleep. I never did tell my parents about that neither, I just pretended I was up before them the next morning to get ready for school. The worst part though, was the constant nightmares for almost a week because of that movie! I don’t remember what they were about, I just remember they caused some pretty rough nights.

Of course I threw some jokes in there though when I told my co-worker, and she seemed to appreciate it all, I think I even saw a bit of a curl of a smile in the corner of her lips. But unfortunately I wasn’t paying attention enough to read into that microexpression.

After I caught that hint of a bit of a smile though, I knew the one thing that would seal the deal, it always worked and never failed. It’s something that I learned from one of the safety officers we had when I went on a trip to Calgary as a non-commissioned officer in Cadets. Her name was Captain Anderson, and everytime we were unloading the bus, she felt the need to get a smile out of everyone before they climbed off at the destination. So while you approached her, she would say really loudly “SSSSMMMIIIIILLLLLEEE!” and really annoyingly I might add as well. She always did it in quite a high pitched voice and dragged the ‘I’ sound quite a lot as well. Sadly for her, it didn’t work as well as she anticipated. Although, to me, I knew it was all about the execution to get it to work and I perfected what she wasn’t able to do.

So if we rewind a bit…

Ljankdjf ajkdfnkadjkfa danjf bmadjkfnajds fahjdnfna *Moves really fast backwards* kaskdj adfn adnfjsd fakndfn ajd naf

As soon as I saw what I thought was a crack of a smile I looked my fellow worker in the eye, gave her a crooked smile of my own and said excruciatingly loudly, high pitched and with that emphasis on the ‘I’, “SMIIIIIILLEEE!” and just for a good measure, I added a really quick but sharp “SMILE!” afterwards. It worked just how it was supposed to and I knew I successfully completed my mission when I saw that huge grin spread across her face.

So there’s a bit of a glimpse in what I try to accomplish everyday when I can. I love making people smile and when I do, I know that day wasn’t a waste at all because I could do so. In a way, its what I live for and I think I do a pretty good job too if I don’t say so myself.

Where people may propose that a picture can say a thousand words, I propose that a smile can make a thousand words seem like nothing, just the feeling of getting one smile out of somebody who needs it is beyond any of the best words to describe it. So keep that in mind next time you see someone who’s having a bad day, even if you don’t know them.

 

“Let us always meet each other with smile, for the smile is the beginning of love” – Mother Teresa

 

Tyson Trepidations.

NOS, Ke$ha and A Beautiful Night

Finally it was a beautiful day today! Western Canada has been so wet and dark so far all summer, which is something that never happens, especially in supernatural British Columbia. Usually its up to forty degrees Celsius as a normal around here in the summer, but not this year at all. I didn’t get to enjoy it as much as I wanted to though. My sister needed a ride home from work, so I had to wait around until four PM, which was fine though, I spent it reading Carte Blanche.

Afterwards though, I brought my sister home and hung around while she got changed and ready to head out into the beautiful and hot day! Once she was good to go (Which shockingly took little time), we headed to gas up, but my sister bought us a NOS each.

Bad idea.

Usually energy drinks just have a slight effect on me, but boy this time it really added a kick. They weren’t kidding on the can where it says, Caution: Powerful. I’ll expand on this a little later though.

We took a nice drive out of town because we felt like getting an icecream cone, but oddly enough my tiny little town doesn’t have a single place that sells an icecream cone. So we headed north to another small town called Clearwater, where they have a Dairy Queen. I got a medium chocolate dip cone, probably a bad idea too with all that added sugar.

Did I mention I don’t handle my sugar very well neither? I think its because I’m typically a very healthy eater, so I don’t make much room for the sweets.

After we ate our icecream, we randomly decided to head up to a provincial park in the area called Wells Gray Park. It’s actually extremely nice with a surplus of waterfalls, including some of the tallest in North America. Even beating Niagra Falls if I remember correctly. Although when we started to head there, it was already getting quite dark. That was didn’t bother us, I was too high on NOS and sugar to really care. But by the time we did eventually get to one of the falls (the beautiful Spahats Falls), it was almost fully dark. There was still a faint yellow glow in one corner of the sky that really had no effect, but in actuality it wasn’t too dark since the moon was really bright.

Now when you park to walk to the falls, its a good five minute hike along a trail. Its a very mild trail, so there really weren’t too many worries getting there. Except once we entered the trail, we realized it happened to get extremely dark in there since the monstrous trees overtook the moonlight.

Generally, the forest at night isn’t too bad for me, I don’t get scared by bears and cougars (or any other animal of the sort) from growing up in the back yard of a forest. But as soon as someone mentions ghosts or spirits in the forest, that’s when I start to hear things that your not sure are really there, or its just your imagination. Thanks to my sister freaking out, those creepy thoughts entered my mind and spooked me a little bit on the walk to the falls.

Once we got to Spahat Falls though, it was bright again from the moon and it actually was quite nice to see it in a new perspective of the night, plus we were the only ones there that late. That’s one thing I love about being out at night, is the new perspective that you can see things as compared to the daytime. Also, I wish I had my camera and my tripod with me so I could capture a photo with long exposure of the falls to share. But that’s alright, just gives me an excuse to go again sometime.

On the way home, I think is when the NOS really started to hit me good (Or bad?). We blasted all of my Ke$ha albums the entire time and it was basically like a party while I drove. Heck, I even threw in some pretty crazy moves with my feet while I was driving. I can’t imagine what my sister was thinking though while I was doing so. Don’t forget my singing too that’s always included in everything I do.

But I really enjoyed my night, and although its encroaching one AM, I’m still a little high from that NOS. It’s almost worse than alcohol.

Looking outside now, I think its the first time this summer I’ve been able to really see the stars. Living in a very small town is a huge plus though for that reason, nowhere else you can see the stars so clearly, and so many of them as well.

Looking at stars is actually one of my favorite summer activities too, especially when I get a chance to share the moment with a wonderful girl. But clearly tonight, that’s not happening. I’ll just enjoy them myself. It makes me want to know my constellations better in a way because at the moment I only know a small handful. I should get myself a star chart, and take it upon myself to learn some of those incredible constellations that carry some of the most incredible and ancient stories.

One more thing to add to my random post of the night. I need to add to Linkin Park and 3o Seconds to Mars among my list of concerts to see. They seem to be amazing performers with a beautiful array of songs. So I thought I’d share some music with you as well. Goodnight!

 

 

“Ce n’est pas la réalité. C’est un rêve” – Tout le monde

Tyson Trepidations.