I had not planned on getting up quite this early, but there it is. I have to go in about four am, so I went to bed at eight last night, figuring to get up at three or so. Woke up at midnight and can’t get back to sleep. It’s probably going to be about an 18 hour day today, so I might as well get an early start to it.
Site News
Opening Date
Well, I have a new opening date. October 30th. I think I may have pissed off a couple of people today, as I asked my new boss if I was going to be standing there with my dick in my hand while they were all out Trick-or-Treating with THEIR kids on the 31st, or if someone planned to be there with me. Since she is a woman, she might not have appreciated it, but we have worked together, so she knows how I am. No sense in futzing around when you can be blunt, at least where my superiors are concerned.
Blogging about work
Lately I’ve not blogged much, except for work-related stuff, and the occasional technical/htpc/ha post or review. Boring. I guess that is about all I have going on recently, so that is what I am thinking about. My level of stress is pretty high between work, money matters, and the fact that Chris will be moving on in a few months.
He still isn’t sure what he wants to do, but I think he is tending toward just going to school, although military service is still possible.
Time for work
I got up about an hour ago and have been sipping coffee and reading a bit. Nice quiet time. I am certainly not motivated today. All I want to do is go back to sleep. I guess it’s because I know I have such a short time left where I am at. My bosses bosses boss did extend it though. Now I am staying in this store until the 24th or 25. I open the new store the 26th. In the meantime I have to get it clean, stock the restaurant, put up and check equipment, hire the rest of the staff and get them trained. WTF?
On a brighter note, I fired another person yesterday. The fourth since I took this store three weeks ago, not including two that I just ran off. Twice the number of folks that I shit-canned in the three and a half years I was at my last store. The manager that is taking over from me in two weeks is extremely happy (she really is, no facetiousness here) as I promised her that I would try and fix the damn place during the month I was there.
My little brother and his kids are driving down from North Carolina next weekend for my daughter’s birthday party, and my parents are coming as well, last I heard. I am really looking forward to that, it may be the last time for a few months. For a few years we had Christmas dinner here at the house, but last year we couldn’t as it is just too far for my grandmother and great-aunt. It will probably be in Atlanta again this year, which means that I will miss it for sure. With the new store there is very little chance that I will have ANY free time during the holidays.
Sleeping like the dead
The wife decided to watch her shows in the bedroom last night, so I decided to lie down on the couch and sleep till she woke me up. Damn, she just did. I haven’t had that much sleep in a while, and I am still ready to go back to bed. I suppose this last week at work has just kicked my ass. I worked seven days this past week, and then a half day yesterday, so that was my only time off.
The only bad part about couch sleeping is that it kills my back. I would probably be better off lying on the floor.
This week doesn’t look to be any better. With having to get the new store ready I won’t have an opportunity to take any more time off until the 21st. I will just have to make sure and take advantage of the manager trainee for drawer changes and get out of the door as early as possible in the afternoon.
Test
Damn, just found out the Word 2007 supports the metaweblog crap. I doubt if I will quit using zoundry, as I like what it offers, but this is kind of cool.
Still Alive
I hate public speaking. I don’t dislike it, I fucking hate it. That’s one of the reasons that I don’t believe in regular employee meetings. When I do have them they very rarely last longer than 10 minutes.
The presentation that I had to give tonight was two minutes long. Someone was keeping time, and was SCORED by the nine division managers present. You were given a score of 0 (not on topic), 5, 10, or 15. Then they critiqued our presentations. All of this adds up to make it as uncomfortable as humanly possible. I did end up getting the highest score out of the 20 or so presentations, so I got a gift certificate to Smoky Bones. Free food is always nice.
I immediately needed a smoke after I gave my speech, but had to wait another 40 minutes or so. Damn.
Meeting Day
I had planned on going in to work late today and cook until about 9pm or so in order to let the manager trainee run the store this morning. Unfortunately it didn’t work out that way.
My DM called me up on Friday to let me know that I was “invited” to attend the leadership dinner (meeting) tonight, and that I have to give a two minute presentation. No big deal. I figured I would get it together this afternoon and go give a short talk on some work-related stuff.
They called me this morning and now I still have to give my presentation, only it has to be more detailed, as well as turning in my copy of my 100 days goals, and my calendar for the next three months. Crap. The calendar I keep up in Outlook anyway, so I had to add a bit to it, now I am working on this other crap. I hate paperwork.
Days off
I posted earlier that I had changed my days off to stay at home with my daughter earlier this week. They are going to be pretty screwed up over the next few weeks, culminating in having to work my ass off until after Christmas probably. Since I was off Tuesday and Wednesday this week, I should be off Wednesday and Thursday next. No such luck. My boss is on vacation, so I am doing her job AND mine. Wednesday I have to be at work, if not actually productive on the grill. I have to close out all of my paperwork for the week, then our construction department is doing the turn-over for the new restaurant. I have to be there to make sure everything is OK and sign off on it. At that point we will be in and out until opening on October 26th. Thursday the 12th will be my only day off. I won’t have another day off until the 21st and 22nd. We are having my 8 year old’s birthday party, and my little brother and his brood are driving to Georgia to spend that weekend with us. Should be pretty cool. Then I go to work on Monday and take Tuesday off two days before I open.
It won’t really feel like I am working because I check out of my current store on the 17th and from that point forward I mainly have to set everything up in the new store and get the rest of the folks hired and trained. I may end up working eight or ten hour days, but it doesn’t feel like work unless I have spent the day on the grill busting my ass.
Dunkin Donuts Boycott
I read this little blurb somewhere on the ‘net, don’t remember where, probably some news site.
Chicago, IL) — An immigrant rights group is calling for a boycott of two national companies. Martino Unzuerta of the Chicago Workers Collaborative says Dunkin’ Donuts and Applebee’s are discriminating against illegal immigrants whose names don’t match their social security numbers. The two companies are accused of firing illegals who use such phony numbers to obtain work. Federal law requires employers to match their employees with social security numbers.
OK, here’s the deal you fucking clueless morons. It is illegal as a business owner for me to put someone to work that has a phony, or no SS#. It is also illegal for me to keep working them after the government sends us the letter informing us that they do not have a social security number. The key works in the paragraph above are “ILLEGAL IMMIGRANTS”. They are fucking illegal, I cannot work them for fear of being closed down. If you want to boycott something you bunch of fucking morons, boycott paying your fucking taxes to the IRS until the federal government changes the immigration laws. They have been “accused” of firing “illegals”. Since when is it an accusation that you are following the law?
Now here’s an idea. We all join the boycott against Dunkin’ Donuts, until they go out of business and put more LEGAL AMERICAN CITIZENS out of work, then we do the same to some other AMERICAN company, until we have a whole bunch of unemployed people, and we descend on , oh… say CANCUN and protest over beers. Fuck them.
Damn, I could use a couple of jellies right now. Hold the alcohol and ludes.