So its nothing impressive, and i still have no way to post pictures to show everyone that we now have power back up and running. I'm not sure how it all worked out, and I don't really care, I just rent a room in a house, that's all.
I've been really struggling with a lot of issues, things are just piling up and I'm having a hard time dealing with the depression again. Funny thing is that when I was homeless, on the streets, i had the best insurance ever, and was just starting to get on medications that seemed to help, but I wasn't able to stay on them long enough and couldn't afford to pay for the extra insurance wouldn't cover. So now that I'm back to being employed and with a house, why do I feel less happy and satisfied? Why is the destructive slide that always happens right before I lose a job starting again? And then there's always the what's the point, we all die in the end, overwhelming sense of dread and hopelessness. Or how about the I've spent my entire life working these jobs, and once the meals over, there's nothing left to ever prove what you did was even real. There is nothing tangible. And now I've wasted my life training in the street kitchen for a job i can't stand.
And I'll need at least 2 PhD's to help me unscramble my brain after Nadine leaving me. I thought I had a handle on things til I went and staid with her a couple weeks ago, and now its like a bomb has gone off in my brain, my depression is worse 10 fold. I'm working on getting back with some of my doctors from before, but that's money, which requires a job, which means I need med's, from a doctor, which require money......
oh, and new blog I just started, to see if it helps my mind, http://naedemonstories.blogspot.com, or you can probably just link from here see as how right now I am the sites only guest and visitor, but who cares. I should warn you, its adult, very personal and deals with a lot of insane issues. Feel free to comment, but I won't really check them, cause the only person will tell me herself, if and when she reads them all, trying for 101 stories and letters.
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Friday, May 6, 2011
My two week notice, and other such happenings
So I just realized that I haven't made a new post to this stupid thing in quite a long time, and since the whole point of this was to keep my friends and family up to date with my life, I guess I should write something while I have power, but I'll get to that....
I guess I should start with my job situation, since it seems to be the bane of my life right now. I actually like the job i currently have, don't get me wrong. As it has evolved from when I first started back in September, I have adapted and because I am truly one damn fine line cook, have had no problem doing my job. The problem currently has been two fold.
Point 1) Our store now does the entire production work for two stores. Thus everything has doubled, or in some cases tripled. And I mean everything, the amount of product produced every day, our inventory and product orders, and the time it takes to prep everything. Like hundreds of pounds of turkey being cooked, sliced and portioned every day. But no real extra staff was assigned, and no extra labor hours are allowed. I went from making 60 gallons of soup a week, to over 140 gallons a week now. But the manager, and I'll get to her later in point 2, well she has no clue about how to produce that much, and doesn't understand why I can't do that in my old timeline, ie in two days. Now I might be assuming too much here, but I think any rational person will see that double the work= double the time, especially since I don't get double the production equipment. I only have the two 40 quart steam kettles. My production capacity is limited. And then throw in the lack of basic product needed to do my job, regardless of how much I need to do, and well.....we run short. Not much I can do about it.
Point 2) Our store has no real manager. Our GM was sent to another store to help turn it around and become more like our store, which somehow mistakenly has been credited to her great management skills, but please don't make me laugh. It the crew of my store, the lowly people that work there day after thankless day that make my store what it is. It has absolutely nothing to do with our GM. So she is hardly ever at our store anymore, and has no idea what has been happening with this whole double production experiment. To top things off, the kitchen manager that we all love and adore and would bad mouth the GM with, well she was sent off for 2 months of training, to do the job she's been doing for months. Now what kind of idiot would take their GM, and their KM and send them away at the same time you start this huge change??? SPECIALTY'S!!!
Now, like I said, I do like my job, and I do like the people I work with, i have just come to hate the company I work for. Its sad when even the area manager, who doesn't really like me, but can't find any fault with what I do and we just smile at each other when ever she comes through, tells us to "Fake it till you make it", or until Friday. So I did put in my two weeks notice today, and all my friends from work have given me their full support on facebook, everyone understands its not the job, its the GM that needs to go away, now, to her new store, and leave us alone to do our jobs, that we all know how to do by ourselves, which is how she got that damn GM of the Year award, which I think has clouded her mind, made her forget just who actually does the work on a $6,000 day, cause it sure as hell ain't her all by herself.
ok, slight pause to get another Jameson on the rock, yes I'm at a bar. Free power and internet, why not
Let's move on to another topic, how about housing?
So I live in a room for rent house in the northgate area of Seattle, just blocks from North Seattle Community College. I moved into the place in November, and since then, the power has been turned off 3 times that I know of, and the water twice. Now the situation is a little weird, see the landlord Gil, is married to Scott's ex wife. Scott and Gil are friends cause they both hate Scott's ex wife, follow? Scott moved from DC five years ago, to be near his kids, needed a place to stay for a bit, and Gil happens to have a couple rental properties like this house. So Scott moved in. Five years later, I have learned through several phone calls to Gil and talks with Scott many things. Most important is that in five years of the utilities in Scott's name, Gil has paid the bills off completely 3 times, and now once again, they are way past due. The power bill is $3,000 and the water is $1,500. The power company was so mad at Scott for cutting the locks off and turning the power back on him self, same with the water, that the utility companies came first of april and took the meters. Yes, you heard right, no power or water since April. At first, one of the other housemates was borrowing power from the neighbors, to which I paid into, and was able to keep my laptop charged, thus having internet and netflix at home, so I didn't care. But since he owed like two months rent, he has sinced moved out and has taken his miles of cords with him. And Scott steals water by hooking up a pipe at night to the main, connecting the house, to which I guiltily use cause come on, with my families bowel movements, its only fair to the world. (Kevin and Chris will understand) I cook on a propane camp stove in the kitchen, so dinners are limited to skillet creations or soup pots, like instant potatoes or rice. I use the same pan, pot, plate and fork, so the disaster that has become the kitchen is not me. Thankfully, I am well practiced in this type of living from being homeless, and since there's no utilities, I'm not paying rent, which is money I need for food, since I eat alot of take-out and delivery, laundry, not to mention my medication need has increased, which means more money for the green and Jameson. Thank the Gods for that four-legged heater of mine. He's such a trooper right now. We go to bed so early now, or he's left home alone now that Mark doesn't live there to play with him. And I know my depression right now, not wanting to do anything, or leave the house, is affecting him, and I feel bad.
WOW!!! That's some much drama and BS simplified down. So overwhelming. My ADD has kicked in and just ordered some dinner, Fully loaded chicken nachos. So that's it folks. Not nearly as exciting as my siblings posts, with their fancy pictures and colorful fonts, its just not me.
I guess I should start with my job situation, since it seems to be the bane of my life right now. I actually like the job i currently have, don't get me wrong. As it has evolved from when I first started back in September, I have adapted and because I am truly one damn fine line cook, have had no problem doing my job. The problem currently has been two fold.
Point 1) Our store now does the entire production work for two stores. Thus everything has doubled, or in some cases tripled. And I mean everything, the amount of product produced every day, our inventory and product orders, and the time it takes to prep everything. Like hundreds of pounds of turkey being cooked, sliced and portioned every day. But no real extra staff was assigned, and no extra labor hours are allowed. I went from making 60 gallons of soup a week, to over 140 gallons a week now. But the manager, and I'll get to her later in point 2, well she has no clue about how to produce that much, and doesn't understand why I can't do that in my old timeline, ie in two days. Now I might be assuming too much here, but I think any rational person will see that double the work= double the time, especially since I don't get double the production equipment. I only have the two 40 quart steam kettles. My production capacity is limited. And then throw in the lack of basic product needed to do my job, regardless of how much I need to do, and well.....we run short. Not much I can do about it.
Point 2) Our store has no real manager. Our GM was sent to another store to help turn it around and become more like our store, which somehow mistakenly has been credited to her great management skills, but please don't make me laugh. It the crew of my store, the lowly people that work there day after thankless day that make my store what it is. It has absolutely nothing to do with our GM. So she is hardly ever at our store anymore, and has no idea what has been happening with this whole double production experiment. To top things off, the kitchen manager that we all love and adore and would bad mouth the GM with, well she was sent off for 2 months of training, to do the job she's been doing for months. Now what kind of idiot would take their GM, and their KM and send them away at the same time you start this huge change??? SPECIALTY'S!!!
Now, like I said, I do like my job, and I do like the people I work with, i have just come to hate the company I work for. Its sad when even the area manager, who doesn't really like me, but can't find any fault with what I do and we just smile at each other when ever she comes through, tells us to "Fake it till you make it", or until Friday. So I did put in my two weeks notice today, and all my friends from work have given me their full support on facebook, everyone understands its not the job, its the GM that needs to go away, now, to her new store, and leave us alone to do our jobs, that we all know how to do by ourselves, which is how she got that damn GM of the Year award, which I think has clouded her mind, made her forget just who actually does the work on a $6,000 day, cause it sure as hell ain't her all by herself.
ok, slight pause to get another Jameson on the rock, yes I'm at a bar. Free power and internet, why not
Let's move on to another topic, how about housing?
So I live in a room for rent house in the northgate area of Seattle, just blocks from North Seattle Community College. I moved into the place in November, and since then, the power has been turned off 3 times that I know of, and the water twice. Now the situation is a little weird, see the landlord Gil, is married to Scott's ex wife. Scott and Gil are friends cause they both hate Scott's ex wife, follow? Scott moved from DC five years ago, to be near his kids, needed a place to stay for a bit, and Gil happens to have a couple rental properties like this house. So Scott moved in. Five years later, I have learned through several phone calls to Gil and talks with Scott many things. Most important is that in five years of the utilities in Scott's name, Gil has paid the bills off completely 3 times, and now once again, they are way past due. The power bill is $3,000 and the water is $1,500. The power company was so mad at Scott for cutting the locks off and turning the power back on him self, same with the water, that the utility companies came first of april and took the meters. Yes, you heard right, no power or water since April. At first, one of the other housemates was borrowing power from the neighbors, to which I paid into, and was able to keep my laptop charged, thus having internet and netflix at home, so I didn't care. But since he owed like two months rent, he has sinced moved out and has taken his miles of cords with him. And Scott steals water by hooking up a pipe at night to the main, connecting the house, to which I guiltily use cause come on, with my families bowel movements, its only fair to the world. (Kevin and Chris will understand) I cook on a propane camp stove in the kitchen, so dinners are limited to skillet creations or soup pots, like instant potatoes or rice. I use the same pan, pot, plate and fork, so the disaster that has become the kitchen is not me. Thankfully, I am well practiced in this type of living from being homeless, and since there's no utilities, I'm not paying rent, which is money I need for food, since I eat alot of take-out and delivery, laundry, not to mention my medication need has increased, which means more money for the green and Jameson. Thank the Gods for that four-legged heater of mine. He's such a trooper right now. We go to bed so early now, or he's left home alone now that Mark doesn't live there to play with him. And I know my depression right now, not wanting to do anything, or leave the house, is affecting him, and I feel bad.
WOW!!! That's some much drama and BS simplified down. So overwhelming. My ADD has kicked in and just ordered some dinner, Fully loaded chicken nachos. So that's it folks. Not nearly as exciting as my siblings posts, with their fancy pictures and colorful fonts, its just not me.
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