Christmas work

Yesterday was Christmas eve. It was insane. Transfer food, transfer people, check the menu, buy ink to print the menu; find out cash machine has no programming for menu items. I think I lost a koko running around and stressing yesterday.

I also ended up sleeping a little before 5am Christmas morning after going on our rounds.

Woke at 8.30am to handle animals and do a turkey run. Not a happy camper.

Went into two restaurants to find all the bloody fans and airconds switched on. No customers. A WTF moment.

Sent turkey, had to transfer more shit, went to bank. Went to storage to find table cloths and uniforms. Got call that a transfer was wrongly done. Had to go back again to shove items back to restaurant. Annoyed.

Went to Midvalley to check out appliances for restaurants and to get several items for tonight's reservation. Grabbed lunch first--or at least that was the plan. Seriously, it should not take mote than half an hour for one nasi lemak to be served. The rice is always prepared ahead of time, the rendang or curry should be frozen in portions ready to defrost. I don't know what the heck the waiters were bullshiting but it does not take sn eternity for that dish yo come out. On top of that, there was no service. Literally, people were left to sit and stew with no orders being taken, no orders being served and no attending to querries. And that was with more tgsn five people on the floor. What a disgrace.

We finally gave up and walked after paying for our drink. After another couple gave up too. If it were our outlet and that happened I would have pulled the staff to the side and lobbed some heads off.

Rushed to deliver two more turkeys after restaurant grocery run. I started to get a throbbing behind my eyes.

Made it.

Had to do another transfer. Came back to pick up mother and had to wait. My throbbing head started a rock band.

Went home, handled animals, shoved bedding into washing machine thinking would have enough time to rest still.

Nope. Had to rush to metro because AmBank has shitty credit card technicians and no service and our dear idiot in charge of that outlet doesn't know fuck bout manual swipers despite repeated teachings. And he has no control of his customers. Idiot.

Dallied and finally made it to Kepong. Setting for reservation is do shitty had minor panic attack. Decided to rearrange on the spot. Managed to do major furniture reshuffling within 7 minutes. Impressed with stress-induced speed.

Am now running on dregs of my lunch (three buns from Lavender).

I think I'll probably pass out tonight after all the Damn transfers are done.

And people ask me if I celebrate Christmas. Hah! I celebrate the day after Christmas. Blessed rest.