Well, it's been a while...again. Seriously though, I have good intentions, but I've been so busy...
Really, most of my time is being taken up by work. It seems like all I do is go back and forth to Chick FIl A, but I guess that's okay. It's fun to be there. Everyone's really nice. And we play around a bit while we work, which is awesome.
Like last Tuesday. I worked 11:30 to 2:30, then went home for an hour, and came back to work 4:00 to 9:00. One of the other girls, Jillian, did something similar - got off at 2:00, came back at 5:00, and so we were kind of in the same boat in terms of being a bit tired. Daniel Moore and Daniel Garner were working front-line with myself and Jillian, along with our managers, Meg and Taylor, and we were all acting a bit crazy.
We talked about spirit animals and unicorns, and then somehow, the conversation turned to which one of us could take the other in a fight. And in the words of my manager, Meg, to both Daniels, "Alexis could take both of you." We were giggling the entire night.
On Thursday night, I stayed late to work part of the dinner shift, and ended up working at the window in drive-thru. I went back to get let Mave, one of the kitchen people, know that I needed a cup of shredded cheese for an order of chicken tortilla soup, and as I was moving from front-line back to the kitchen, I happened to jokingly say, "Move, get out of my way," to Jonathan, and then went back into the kitchen to speak to Mave.
He happened to come back just after me, and passed me down the little corridor. And as I was waiting for the cheese, I happened to wipe my hands on the sides of my pants, which were, of all things, wet. And then I realized that he'd had a spray bottle in his hands when he passed me. So, he had literally sprayed the back of my pants as he was passing by. And of course, I started laughing immediately.
He ended up bagging for me in drive-thru for part of the night, and got me laughing again when a particularly noisy car or motorcycle went down the street, by saying "Alexis!" as if I'd farted. And yes, I know I'm too old for fart jokes, but still...it was funny in the moment. (You know you've been working too long when you laugh at fart jokes.)
I worked the dining room on Friday night, and ended up only really working half the dining room because there was a surprise baby shower taking place in the other half. Dillon was in the cow suit, and hamming it up as usual, and I talked a bit with an older lady and her ninety-something year old father, about when she used to be the kangaroo for Brenner Children's Hospital and all the silly things she did, which was fun to listen to.
I also talked with a little girl and her father, and helped them out a bit, got them napkins and straws and things, made her ice cream when she was ready for it, that sort of thing. And the dad was super nice. Even asked if we were allowed to accept tips, which, unfortunately, we aren't, so I got the feeling he was going to tip me for my help. They were about to leave, and the little girl, Finley, I think her name is, saw the baby shower ballons, and started screaming "Balloons! Balloons!" and her dad was all like, "No, honey, they're not your balloons, you can't have them."
So, I went over and asked her if she'd like a balloon, and her eyes lit up. So, I went in the back and blew up a balloon and put it on a string, and came out and gave it to her. And her dad was just like, "Thank you. You just made her night," and I felt really good about it. So, that was a fun night.
I went to our owner's "Visions and Values" meeting on Sunday, which was pretty boring, considering it's really for new employees, and I've been working there for over three months. But, they had done one just before I got hired, so this was the first one they'd done since. It was nothing more than what I'd already heard before at the mandatory fall meeting - survey scores, and loving on the customer, and all that. But, the owner did make an exmaple of me by saying, "If you want to learn what to do, you watch Alexis. She puts on that big smile, and she loves on the customer. She's a rockstar." So, that was pretty neat.
On Monday, I worked 11:45 to 4:00. I worked window in drive-thru for just over an hour, which was pretty funny, because it was raining. Normally, from 12:00 to 1:00, someone goes outside to take orders, and they have a person making drinks inside. But, because of the rain, I was at window, Jasmine was bagging for me, Jonathan was taking orders on the headset, and Jillian was making drinks for him.
Now, it's a pretty small area in drive-thru, and we kept laughing because Jillian would reach past Jonathan to put a drink on the ledge (we line up all the drinks on the ledge by the window), and Jonathan would laugh because she'd accidentally brush against his side, and he's ticklish. So, we were cracking up all afternoon because Jonathan would giggle at the most random moments.
I took headset from Jonathan after a while, and because it was busy, I really didn't notice when people started leaving. And then, all of a sudden, at like 3:00, it was just myself, Jonathan, and Morgan working. So, we tried our hardest to get things stocked and cleaned and everything between orders, and I think we ended up doing a pretty good job for only being three people managing drive-thru and front-line and doing the stocking and cleaning.
Yesterday, I got into work at 7:30 in the morning, and was scheduled to work until 3:30pm. I ended up clocking out at 4:00pm, only after having to ask my manager if I could, because I really needed a bit of a break. Because I clocked back in at 4:30, and worked the Family Night craft out in the dining room. Tyler, who was on front-line for the night, kept mouthing "I envy you" from across the room, because I was basically getting paid to sit at the table and help little kids make snow measuring sticks, which was pretty fun.
I've kind of been the go-to "yes" person as of late. Can you come in early? Yes. Can you stay late? Yes. Can you work a birthday party? Yes. Can you do the Family Night craft? Yes. So, my hours have been through the roof. I think I worked about twenty-five hours last week, and I'll work just over thirty this week, so it's been a bit tiring, but I love feeling like I'm actually doing something productive.
I had today off, which was awesome. I work three hours tomorrow and eight hours on Friday. I'll spend Friday night at my dad's, and chill out there for most of Saturday. Saturday night, my mom, brother, and I are going to dinner with my aunt and uncle to celebrate my uncle's birthday. I'll probably relax on Sunday, and then, I'm going to have lunch with Emma (and hopefully Sylvia and Anita) at Olive Garden on Monday, which I'm really looking forward to. I don't think I've seen Emma since just before Christmas of 2011, so I think it's been over a year? Which is crazy. And then more work...Tuesday night, which should be insanely crazy, due to Pajama Night, off on Wednesday, working Thursday, Friday, and Saturday.
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