Saturday, May 9, 2009

be careful what you wish for!

OK,

Plan B is in full swing :) I went to the GM on Thursday, all official like....with paper in hand, my action plan outlined. First I shanked the current guy in charge of the cafeteria ( with my biting words) then ran through my issues and solutions, and the GM was very happy. He took me on a walk up to the cafeteria and on the way we ran into the Exec Chef, who was told to tag along. So picture this, me and the GM with what look like "very important papers, I typed them in CAPS for that extra touch but refrained from using pink scented paper) in the elevator with the Exec Chef who has no idea what is going on. We walk into the Caf and GM relates to Exec, that I was gracious enough to come up with this on my day off.....awkward! Exec Chef looks at me and says, "thank you for that" not quite sure if he meant, "fuck you, why are you doing my job?" As I continue to go down my list of ideas I get praise from both of them, and am told that they will hold a meeting that day to decide how to move forward.
I go back to my station for the day.....pureeing food :) chef comes down, walks past me and says,"nice move" again, I'm not sure what he meant, but I don't care. If their is one thing I have learned in the past give or take 10 years, no one looks out for me except me! Well, and David :)

It gets better, as the day progresses I get approached by Chef, one of the items I wanted changed was the salt and pepper shakers, from disposable plastic to attractive glass ones. "Do you think these will work." I want comment cards on the table, again, he calls me into his office, "what do you think of this" Seriously, could this be any better, I come up with a plan and the GM makes the Exec Chef do all the work. I LOVE IT! Needles to say, this guy is now very weary of me. He need not worry I don't want his job! I just wanted to find a place to work within the company where I would not have to deal with co workers, which by the way they should all be on hormone replacement therapy, I don't care if it causes cancer. Or deal with walkers, and wheel chairs lined up in hallways. So at the end of the day I am informed that as of next Monday I am running the cafeteria.

I get to work yesterday, and get called into the GM office, with Restaurant Manager, and Exec Chef. Change of plan, I am taking over Caf now! No big deal, of course this sets off the rumor mill. One, the menopausal co workers, have now witnessed me being escorted to the office 10 times in the past 2 days, and are now convinced that I'm a spy for Sodexo, and will get them all fired. Oh to have such imaginary power. They bombard me with questions throughout the day. "Why are you working in Caf?" What's going to happen to Neil?" My response remains the same. "I don't know, but as soon as I do, you will be the first to know" These bitches, knew my schedule for the next two weeks was changed before I did!

The other suggestion I made was that I need to make the food for this department, which they agreed so, my hours have changed, to a more suitable 8.30 to 4.30 every weekend off! Which by the way, nobody gets every weekend off except for the GM. So you can imagine the animosity coming from that. "oh the new guy, just comes in here and wants to change everything, and have it his way" well guess what BIATCHES, I did and I made it happen. Be in charge of your own destiny!

So I would say that plan B is in good shape right now, lets work on plan A.

I got a check a few days ago to reimburse me for the groceries I purchased to cook for the Hampton's job. They added additional money for my time. Which by the way covered the money I lost on the Kentucky Derby, and the additional vodka I had to purchase, when we ran out! Oh and red bull to go with the vodka, which apparently was the wrong red bull. I bought diet....oops!
I figured since the amount was over, it gave me an opportunity to email the assistant to check with her, and make sure they didn't make a mistake. The short of it is that , they didn't, and she will be in touch with me later. I know I will hear next week, because 1. Memorial Day is just over 2 weeks away, 2. they would want whomever they hire out there before then. I'm keeping my fingers crossed and if I do get that offer, be sure I will be calling on some of you for advise, as to what job to take......

3 comments:

  1. well...
    i never thought i would hear the words "shank", "puree" and "BIATCH" again together in one conversation after i got out of prison. ;)

    oh... and i just assumed you deducted vodka / red bull costs from the money i heisted for you at the ATM. my bad!

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  2. Oh my God! of course not....I wanted to contribute :) I would not have expected you to pay for everything.....

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  3. okay. but i'm still hung up on 'shank', 'puree' and 'BIATCH'...
    it's like an episode of "oz".
    ;)

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