Official February Shit List Thread

[Suu]

Did I mention I talked to my grandfather on Tuesday while I was at work (mom called me) and he didn't even know who I was because he was so doped up on painkillers and meds?

Yep.

I'm going to fucking lose it tomorrow in that place, for no reason.

[Iason Ouabache]

I DON'T HATE YOU I LOVE U COME RUN AWAY TO SEATTLE WITH ME

Suu- i like you. i think you're super cool

Aww, I like you too, Squid!

I like you.  

This.

AW!  GROUP HUG TIME!!!

[Suu]

I had my first anxiety attack in 10 years today.


I'm STILL not right. My brain feels fucked up and I just want to cry now because everyone obviously fucking hates me.

It's been about a year since I had my last one.  I wish there was a pill that made them instantly go away.   

There isn't a whole lot you can do with social anxiety until you like the feeling of being gone on Zoloft all day. I don't agree with psychiatric drugs, so oh well. I've been on the verge of crying since about noon for no reason other than occasional fleeting thoughts that people don't like me and are ignoring me or snapping at me, even though they aren't and I KNOW they aren't. I wanted to go to the gym today and then decided against it for obvious reasons, other than the fact my heart racing all damn day has made me fucking exhausted. I'm lucky I didn't have a bad asthma attack with it. That's happened before.

I've actually FORGOTTEN I had social anxiety, because I always thought it was a fucking bullshit diagnosis, and then shit like this happens. I should have known though, which everything that's been going on lately that I was on the verge of collapse. Now I'm scared to work tomorrow AND just got called to work a double.

Richter is right though, I'm home now, I'm in a familiar environment and I'm safe. That's all I need.

I didn't even fully realize that was I susceptiable to anxiety attacks until I was weening myself off of Celexa.  I tried to go cold turkey and ended curled in a ball in my tiny bathroom for most of the night.  Worst experience ever.  I've only had a handful of them over my life (before that and after) and I wouldn't wish them on anyone.  I'd rather break a bone than have another anxiety attack.

No, they're fucking awful. Especially when you're 5 tables deep into the lunch rush and trying not to punch the bartender for being a dickhead.

[Sir Squid Diddimus]

I DON'T HATE YOU I LOVE U COME RUN AWAY TO SEATTLE WITH ME

Suu- i like you. i think you're super cool

Aww, I like you too, Squid!

I like you.  

This.

AW!  GROUP HUG TIME!!!

i just sicked up in my mouth.

worst advice ever- Suu- hit him. he probably deserves it. if he's 2/3 of a woman then he definitely deserves it

[Vene]

I approve of Iason abuse.

[Sir Squid Diddimus]

no no i meant the bartender


they're usually douche bags anyway.
at least the ones here are.

[Suu]

Well I think he actually caused it.

I got into work and started on the opening sidework, asked him if he needed iced tea and he went, "Why are you asking me this? It's part of your JOB."

Me: "Yes, and I'm asking you if you need one pitcher or two."

Him: "Do what you always do!"

Me: "Answer my damn question and don't snap at me please."

Him: "I'm not the one snapping!"

*I walk away coolly to brew the iced tea*

Other server to the bartender: "Damnit, stop being a fucking dickhead."


About an hour or so later he hasn't spoken 2 words to me, and when I put in a drink order he slams the glass in front of me, and then I froze before I could retort and it was downhill from there. Everything went inside instead of exploding outward for the sake of the people in the restaurant and my heart went into overdrive. So I basically maintained what little composure I had even though a table commented that my voice sounded shaky, which I covered saying I had a tickle in my throat and "went off to get a drink" when I really went into the kitchen and nearly lost it. If it wasn't for the sous-chef grabbing me and holding me for a few seconds I think it would have been a lot worse. I guess he saw it before I could totally lose it.

I couldn't talk, I couldn't function, I got my drink of water and he just ran around the line and held me, telling me to calm down.

It wasn't even that busy. It takes me like 7-8 tables before I'm weeded.  

[Pariah]

Best friend/secretcrush is leaving

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Couple of days ago.

Took Ambien.  Went to sleep.

Got up in the middle of the night at some point, apparently took more Ambien.  Came to in the middle of the morning meeting at work.  Not sure about anything that happened in between.

TGRR,
Built in autopilot.

[Vene]

no no i meant the bartender


they're usually douche bags anyway.
at least the ones here are.

Can we abuse him anyway?

[Sir Squid Diddimus]

Suu- if he pulls that shit with you again pull a bottle of pamprin out of your pocket and slam it on the bar in front of him then walk away.

[Suu]

Suu- if he pulls that shit with you again pull a bottle of pamprin out of your pocket and slam it on the bar in front of him then walk away.

[Raphaella]

I DON'T HATE YOU I LOVE U COME RUN AWAY TO SEATTLE WITH ME

Suu- i like you. i think you're super cool

Aww, I like you too, Squid!

I like you.   

This.

AW!  GROUP HUG TIME!!!

Awwww! I missed it. Suu I like you too!!!
Sorry about the shitty shift. In this business all it takes is ONE jerk to ruin the whole thing. Like it's not enough to have to take shit from the guests, you also have to deal with asshole bartenders, or over worked chefs. It's not so bad when everyone keeps their cool though.

[Suu]

Well in the past month our head chef and pastry chef walked out, leaving the place to be run by sous-chefs and a couple of Johnson and Wales kids and the owners...who don't know what they're doing despite the fact that they're awesome people. I've volunteered to jump on the line as well since I have previous cooking experience as well. We've also had a shitty business slump and it's just now starting to come back. Last week was great, this one isn't so much because of Ash Wednesday, and it's always pretty hit-or-miss.

Fact of the matter is this particular bartender is fed up with the bullshit and decided that he just isn't going to be very nice anymore, and also slacks on his work a good deal, and it's starting to piss us all off. Working in a restaurant is too much of a team environment to be doing that shit, especially in one as small as mine where we have 2 servers, 2 cooks, and one bartender on per shift except for Fridays and Saturdays, THAT'S IT. It's not very wise. IMO.

I mean, I got too much other shit in my life right now between my grandfather dying and my separation/impending divorce and figuring out where I'm move to to deal with petty job drama. I half expect to go in tomorrow and deal with rumors that me and Showtime (the sous-chef who was nice enough to give me the hug when I needed it) are having an affair when he's got a baby due any day with his GF.  Juvenile shit.

[Richter]

 

I hope this helps.