Stitches

Well I still haven't worked much, but as usual something happened. My boss and his wife's anniversary was last Wednesday, the 21st, so neither of them worked. Matt, myself and two others worked that night. Matt and I were all night, so we would be there until 11. My boss and his wife came back from dinner and sat and talked with us. It was around 10 so I decided that I would start to get things ready to close. First I decieded to take out the garbage, this would end up being all I did. I got everything together, then decided that to kill two birds with one stone I would take out the grease as well. We drain out grease from out taco meat in to gallon jars that our green olives come in. I took everything outside and started throwing it into the dumpster. One of the first things I threw in was the grease. I hit the edge of the dumpster with the jar and it shattered. One of the pieces came back and cut my arm. I finished throwing the trash away and went back inside with my hand under my arm so I wouldn't get blood on the floor. It was bleeding pretty bad, so I washed my hands and put presure on the cut. Matt asked what I did and looked at it and said that I needed to go to the emergency room. I didn't think it was that bad, but my boss's wife agreed and called for my boss. He came up front and Matt told him to go get his car. As he was driving me to the E.R. I called my grandma to tell her what happened and where I was going. She said that she would meet us there. On the way my boss told me that he had just opened a beer and was playing cards, and that I should have waited to cut myself. I sat in the waiting room until 11, and was in the E.R. until 12. When the doctor took me back he told me that I would need 8 stictches. I went back to get them out and the nursed could not get them out, he pulled so hard that they started to bleed. He had to get another nurse to do it because he couldn't. Now it is healing and I should have a pretty scar to show off.

Why?

So this week I haven’t worked all that much, I only worked Wednesday night. I haven’t worked because on Saturday morning my grandparents and I got a call telling us that my great grandpa was rushed to the emergency room. We didn’t know what happened so just my grandpa went to the hospital. My cousin called and told me that it wasn’t good news so my grandma and i should get out there soon, so I called my grandma at work and she came home and got me. We found out that he had had a stroke. He was bleeding from his brain and there was nothing that they could do. The best that they could was to keep him comfortable until he passed on. So every night this week I have been at the hospital sitting with him, my great grandma, my grandparents, and my 5 other great aunts and uncles. When we asked my grandma what happened, she said that he had been fine, he woke up took a shower, had a cigarette and was playing solitaire on the computer. He heard him start to gag so she went to help him and ended up calling 911. We are not sure when he will pass on, but we know that he will. It has been really hard to keep going to my classes, but I know if I don’t go I will fall behind, and I don’t want to miss if I can keep myself together. My family also nominated me to pick out the music for his funeral and the wake the night before. My great grandpa means a lot to me, especially because I am super proud that he served his country in the United States Army, for about 5 years.

Where did my week go?

On Sunday when I looked at the schedule for this week, I only worked Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Sunday. That is a light week for me, so I was excited. Monday passed and it was great, I got all of my homework done, so I had nothing to worry about until Wednesday. On Tuesday, at about 12, I got a text from my friend from work. She told me she had a sore throat, and wanted to know if I could work for her. I told her that it was not a problem, and that I would call my boss to let him know. She told me that she would work for me on Thursday since I was working for her that night. I went to work and it was uneventful, as it usually has been. On Wednesday the delivery driver that was working was my friend's dad. He came back from a delivery at around 8, he told me that she was still sick. They thought she had swine flu.

She cannot do anything until her fever breaks for a whole day. Now since she was supposed to work for me tonight, I have to go into work. My friend's step mom is going to have a baby on Friday, and because she is sick she cannot be there. She also has to work on Saturday, but she can't even leave her house until Monday. So I am waiting for my boss to ask me to work for her, since there are only four people working on Saturday, and that is usually our busiest night. He has not asked me yet, so hopefully he won't so I can have a nice quite Saturday.

Monday Night Football

As usual I had to work Monday night. Which as everyone knows was the Packer Viking game. I wasnt really sure how busy we were going to be since there were a lot of bars having deals for the game. We had one order for seven O'Clock, that was six pizzas and 50 wings. We really didnt have many orders, so we thought that doing the big order was going to be no problem. At about 6:30 when we were going to start the order, the phones started ringing off the hook. Everyone was answering the phones along with trying to get everything else done. We had to call my boss in to help, so we could get the big order in and still complete every other order in a timely fasion. Everyone was running around trying to get everything done. Finaly the phones stopd ringing and it slowed down. We have a T.V. in the front of the building, so the employees can watch the games. I was really looking forward to watching the game, but first I had to fininsh dishes. Once those were done I had my boss's son take out the garbage, I was pickigng up in back when I hit my head on the sink, I have a bump. I finished cleaning then went up front to watch the game. I was standing there and when ever anything good or bad happened, you could hear my boss yell or cheer from the back room. After seeing the outcome of the game I do not think my boss was very happy. Since I did not have to close, I don't know for sure, but I have been there four years, so I know him pretty well.

Oktoberfest Weekend

As everyone in La Crosse knows when Oktoberfest comes around everything is going to get crazy. There is no exception when it comes to working in a pizza place. This year as usual we recieved phone calls to have pizzas delivered on the parade route. There usualy many people who call and order, but this year we only had one person who call Thursday and Friday night. Thats right this crazy person was sitting in the rain waiting for the parade on Thursday night, when the parade itself is not until 10 a.m. on Saturday. Friday night was suprizling slow, but Saturday night was crazy busy. We had tons of orders starting at 5 o'clock and not slowing down until 9 o'clock. Many of these people had been drinking, you could tell by their slurred speach, and lack of ability to recall their own address. Many of these people did not cause a problem. There was one person who had a pizza delivered to the Stoney Creek Inn, our delivery driver knocked on his door for 5 minutes, went down to the front desk and called his room, and the bar and he still did not answer. Our driver called us and wanted to know what he wanted us to do. There wasn't much we could do, so we just told the driver to come back. About five to ten minutes later the phone rang, like it had all night, it was the guy from the Stoney Creek Inn. He wanted to know where his pizza was. I told him how our driver had knocked on his door and even called his room and the bar and he had not been their. He still wanted his pizza, so when our driver came back, we had to send him all the way back out there. He was not a happy camper, so we gave him a few more deliveries to take with the one back to Stoney. That guys was our only issue over the weekend. Well besides the fact that my boss's son's girlfriend had their baby on Sunday. So my boss's wife did not work on that day so I had to come in and work, which was no big deal, it was all worth is when I got to hold him on Wednesday night.