WTF!!!!!!!!

Over a month since my last post and I am sure that working six days a week at a restaurant have nothing to do with it. I am never tired and I can always accomplish my goals on time and I never engage in gluttony of stigmatized substances in order to cope with the stress of everyday. Having gotten that out of the way here is what is really happening. Work is turning into an episode of Knots Landing, and for those of you too young or lucky enough not to know better that is a soap opera from the eighties, and it driving me a little bat shit insane. Today was one of those days in a long string of "one of those days" that I almost couldn't handle all the bullshit. The phone was ringing off the fucking hook and everybody wanted something from me and I have little or no help. Some fucker that we deliver to called and complained for the umpteenth time and it is of course all my fault since I am not human and do not make mistakes or rely on other to do their job so I don't have to hold their hand while they do it. So I had to explain to my boss why the guy who called to complain yesterday, about something that happened weeks ago so I could not remember the specifics in order to justify and defend my actions, called again today and wasted my time chewing me out for a bunch of bullshit that is out of my hands and is just one of those things on one of those days. Of course the guy who already hates me calls to order when I am running around with my head cut off busy almost beyond my control, almost, and then I forget one fucking thing on his order and that is it he can't eat his breakfast without his damn baguette so he wants his money back. But that is not all he wants really. He is upset and wants to take it out on me just like yesterday when the same fucking guy lead her to take out her frustration on me ultimately coming from him. To top it off the plumbing got clogged and water was everywhere and I am breathing in bleach fumes all damn day and when the rush is over the cooks and the dishwasher clean everything up, after the roto rescue guy came two hours late, and I am standing there like a dumb ass not helping and the cooks are understandably upset. Luckily I am a good worker and they told me today that is was okay and we are still cool but to keep what was said to myself since the other staff, ie the delivery guy and my boss, didn't help either but didn't even care. That is my long ass drawn out story which although the events have changed over the weeks is the story of everyday these days. Thank god tomorrow is Friday and then I get my one day off to decompress, do laundry, watch NCAA March Madness and smoke and drink too much.