➛ May 24th, 2020
We beat the number of orders Friday by sixty for work. That's almost 300 orders. I was okay until the last hour of my shift. I was sick of every noise in the kitchen constantly going off. I think I made 15 drink orders in a row and I hate making drinks. It was a nightmare and I felt bad for second shift, they get it worse.
I went home and set poles again. I just feel like I'm working around the clock now. And, I'm still not sleeping properly during the night. Maybe its the stress. Anyway, my brother wants to take his boat out on the lake tomorrow and he asked me to go along. Of course I'm excited about that! Finally, something different than work, sleep, repeat.
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