Boring Randoms...

Caitlyn and I...I am feeling real nostalgic.  She graduates next month!

Last Weekend…Hell Weekend


Last Friday after doing a pretty grueling workout challenge, I noticed that my knee was sore. Uh, oh! I may have done too much. However, I felt damn good about the workout.

Then I went to the second job and I was short a cashier, which meant I had to work. Did I mention my knee was sore? And the cashier who did show up had to have her knee cap popped into place that Tuesday so we were limping around like cartoon characters.

When I got to the 2nd job the manager was angry and mad about a worker and I will not even say all the stuff she said, but know it was inappropriate. No one over 50 years old should have said the things she did. She even asked if I was tired of hearing the whining and I told her I really was.

The owner’s mother called and wanted to speak to the other manager who had just left. Come to find out she had fallen (she is 80 years old) in her garden. So I had to see how far the other manager had gone or I had to go get her up myself, with this crazed knee. Luckily, the manager wasn’t on the Interstate yet and she was able to get there and help her. She wasn’t hurt, but it so good she keeps her cell phone on her at all times.

Then the worker, who the manager was mad at, said she is thisclose to putting in her notice. She was angry and of course that attitude touched the other workers. I came in that Friday to have good day and as soon as I got there it was already a mess. I must have peace. Woosah!

We got through the night pretty well, considering I started having back spasms and my knee was really acting up. Then… I had to deal with a customer who was as wrong as two-left shoes. Folks wanted to order even after we closed. The owner came in after checking on his mother and a hell storm ensued as the worker let loose all that had been bothering her and the issues she has with the other manager.

At 9 pm my cousin called with a family emergency. Shyte!

When we finally closed and had cleaned up, it was a quarter to 10. Then I spent the next 45 minutes talking with the owner about the worker, manager and attitudes. Basically in a nutshell, both the worker and the manager were wrong. There is a problem with boundaries in the store. You can’t be friends with your workers and expect them to do what you say because on any given day you may want to act like a manager. As I told him, I didn’t understand why I didn’t have the same problems with the same folks on my shift. You know why? Because I am consistent, treat everyone the same and I have freaking boundaries. He actually heard me this time.

When I got home at 10:45 pm, I was tired; my back hurt and was wondering if I would be able to run errands the next day.

I did run errands, but I wasn’t able to see The Guy because I fell asleep as soon as I returned home. That made me mad. Because I miss The Guy!

When I got to work that Saturday, I was short a cook but I kept my positive attitude because seriously, I just didn’t care anymore. Maybe I should say I couldn’t change anything so work with what I had and I did. And it was a great night!

On Sunday, everyone showed up for work. I came in with almost dry hair, yep washed my hair that morning. The worker put in her two-week notice. And I wasn’t mad or upset. I sat her down and talked to her for 30 minutes about positive attitudes, karma, life choices and going forward in a better manner. She was opened and receptive to the discussion. Although she was still angry with the other manager, her putting in her notice made her feel so good. She recognized she didn’t handle the discussion with the owner properly and she needs to work on acceptance when someone corrects her. It was a good conversation and it was also a learning moment for me. I wished her the best and told her to make sure she lets me know how she is doing in the future.

That weekend was one for the books, but in the end I felt like I was winning.

Graduation

First graduation is next week. We have been planning this for months. So asked me why my cousin could only get 7 tickets for her son’s graduation? So I will be in Atlanta watching it on television. The only reason I didn’t back completely out of the entire thing was 3 of us were sharing a hotel room and I didn’t want to burden the other two. So yeah, answer me why high school graduations limit the number of guests? This is ridiculous. My niece is also having the same issue. They get 10 tickets. She lives in Virginia Beach, which is a military town, which means folks aren’t from the area and their family will be traveling from all over to attend. I told my sister I ain’t watching it on television. They are able to garner more tickets and my niece better be on it. Shyte! I have been practicing my twerking in stilettos.

Graduations are here this weekend. Some of the folks graduating probably shouldn’t be based on the knowledge they have. I work with a few and…never mind.

Garden

5/8/13

Is growing out of control. But I still have nothing edible yet. I guess since I had to plant later this is what happens. I plan to plant some jalapenos this weekend. Of course I have to start them inside the house and then move them outside. I am so ready for a juicy grape tomato and beautiful blooms.

5/17/13

Scandal…Spoiler Alert

Okay, I didn’t know Whitley’s fiancé was Olivia’s dad. Shit got real last night. Seriously, Quinn as a mini-Huck scares me. She was high off that shyte. The Guy and I text during the show and he and I finished last night’s episode with a WTH? So many questions and now we got to wait until the fall for answers. I saw a few folks saying the last episode wasn’t as intense or as good as other episodes. I actually was tense the whole show. It was like Shonda made things the way they were so the drama can start all over again.

Although I do not want Fitz and Olivia together, I am still not team Mellie. Hell, no. And why do I not want Fitz and Olivia together, because he killed Verna. He doesn’t have a conscious. Let Mellie have his crazy azz. Real talk. Mellie doesn’t love Fitz, so why would I be for a woman who is with a man who doesn’t love her either? Life is too short not to be happy.

Shonda, I need Harrison to be front and center next season.

Creative Cooking

Sneak peek...

I made whole-wheat apple cinnamon rolls. So good. I actually still have a pan in the freezer to serve to guests this year. It will be a while before I post that one.

I am making liver pate this week as a snack for my graduation trip next week. Should be interesting. Oh, you don’t like liver pate? Oh well, I do. LOL!

I am also been pricing camera’s so I can take better pictures, but my goodness I ain’t trying to hit the pole to pay for one. So the search continues.

Sorry I don’t have many pictures, but next week I will have plenty.

Mother’s Day

I spent Mother’s Day washing my hair and relaxing. And reflecting. For some folks in my family the day was bittersweet and I get it but for me it was a moment to be thankful I had a grandmother, a mother and an aunt to mother me and although they are no longer here, it was a blessing to have learned from them all.

Things That Have Made Me Happy This Week:

The 2 pounds I lost.

Peace on both jobs.

My garden growing.

Reading and Enjoying An Angry Ass Black Woman by Karen E. Quinones Miller.

Training a new Assistant Manager.

Spending, albeit a short time, with The Guy this week.

Caitlyn's Graduation Picture

My niece and her talents.

Saying Lala's name where she heard me on the phone and she starts to scream hysterically .

God showing up and out this week!  Blessed!


Have a wonderful weekend! And if things get crazy next weekend I will be sure to blog about it!



Creative Cooking...Mini Salted Caramel Apple Pies

Mini Salted Caramel Apple Pies (The one in the back is bigger the most becaue I had a lot of leftover dough after the first test)

As I was wasting time on Pinterest, and my goodness I know time will go fast when I am on that thing especially since I have the app on my cell phone, I came across this little gem. Mini Salted Caramel Apple Pies. I was excited about making them and was grateful I didn’t have to learn to make pie dough. I just ain’t ready for that type of commitment. I also made the mistake of allowing my kids on my second job see me reading the recipe online and of course they wanted to try them. They are quite simple to make and quite tasty to boot. Let me warn you, they are “minis” so keep that in mind. When the kids saw them, they were like they could eat at least two or four a piece (these are girls mind you) and I was saying one should be sufficient. Well, when I made the first batch, I had to bite my words because serious they are a two bite dessert, minis. Really.


The recipe comes from Jersey Girl Cooks with a few tweaks.

The Ingredients

Ingredients:

2 or 3 medium apples cored, sliced and diced thinly

¼ cup of Caramel sauce with a teaspoon sea salt added

½ teaspoon of cinnamon

1 9 in prepared pie dough

2 tablespoons of butter

Sugar

Thinly diced and sliced

Preheat your oven to 350 degrees. Slice and dice your apples. Then add salt to your caramel and your cinnamon and mix together until incorporated. Taste your caramel and add more caramel or salt depending on your taste.

Salting my caramel

Apples and salted caramel mixed together

On a piece of wax paper roll out your prepared pie dough. And using a biscuit or in my case a juice glass cut out round circles. I was able to get 10 circles per round. When you finish you will have some scraps left to roll out to use as your lattice work on top of the mini pies.

Patted rounds in muffin pan

Stop laughing at my lattice work.  I know I need to make them even and you just lay them across each other.  LOL!

In a greased muffin pan place your pie rounds in the pan and insure the bottoms are flat and you bring the dough up on the sides. Now fill your mini crust with the apple mixture. Do not overfill or add extra liquid to the pies. If you read Jersey Girl’s comments she insists you not do it because it will make getting your pies out of the pan an adventure. However, I sprayed my pans to avoid this problem and it worked all three times I made these pies. What? I really liked them. Then with the rolled scraps make some strips about four or so for each mini and place on over the filled mixture. Then using your melted butter or margarine, brush each mini pie and then sprinkle with sugar.

Fresh from the oven

Bake in the oven for about 20 – 25 minutes until they are golden and bubbly. Allow them to cool for about 20 minutes and using a knife I gently went around all the minis and they easily lifted out of the pan.

Looking scrumptious!

VERDICT: Um, I made them three times. The first time was to see if they were easy enough to make before I promise to take them to the kids on my second job. And they were. It takes about 20 minutes of prep work before they go in the oven. They are absolutely tasty and those are the best two bites of apple pie you can imagine. I imagine serving it was homemade vanilla bean ice cream. (I need to go workout right now!) The crust tastes like homemade flaky and buttery and I use Pillsbury by the way. (FYI – read my disclaimer) The caramel with the salt is a wonderful blend with the tartness of the Granny smith apples I used. Amazing. The kids on my job thanked me profusely for making them and are constantly asking me to make them again, but a batch for each person. Um, that is a no. One of the cooks was eating them like a foodie, taking bites to discern the ingredients and savoring the flavors. I had to laugh at that. I plan to make them for Thanksgiving because they are so simple and easy. If you make these you will not be sorry!

Delicious!

Randoms of a Southern Girl at Heart...Who Exercises to Watch The Throne!

I hope you had a great weekend. Mine was a bit busy, but otherwise nice and peaceful. I don’t know about you, but I love when I can rest comfortably knowing that I have completed any and all chores, errands or things so I can chill. Loves it.


However, today is Monday. Please explain how I can spend 20 minutes in the bathroom doing absolutely nothing? I can’t figure out what I am doing to waste so much time in the morning? Okay, I know I am really trying to wake up. Sighing…I am going to do better.

The heat, ya’ll? It is doing the most. I don’t even know if I can call it the bowels of hell any more, it is more like hell? Geez, I have stopped watering my plants on the weekends before I go to work because it is too dang hot.

Speaking of garden, my flowers are still flourishing. My green onions, basil and cilantro are still hanging in there. My peppers are slowly but surely coming along, I just don’t understand why it takes so long to grow them. I can say without a doubt, my tomatoes are done. Don’t get me wrong I have some flowering and such, but before they can grow properly, the birds are eating them. How do I know? Yesterday, I was looking out of my den window and notice two red robins and I was oohing and aahing, then it occurred to me that really isn’t a good thing. I know I had a few green tomatoes left but they were gone and remnants of eaten tomatoes were on some of the leaves. I thought the birds were cute…now; they are the vermin eating my precious tomatoes that I am so over. I do still have enough tomatoes to get me through a couple more weeks.

Bouquet of 7/25/12

My cousin saw my most recent bouquet and she was so surprised that all the flowers came from my container garden. She was impressed they smelled so wonderful. Of course they do, I put love into those plants.

You know I am already planning next year’s garden. It will be slightly bigger, better soil and it will be just as amazing. Unless, I change my mind.

Do you realize August is this week? After August, is September, which means I turn another year older, God willing and then it is the holidays. Where has the year gone? I have been lamenting about the fact I haven’t had a vacation this year, but I am planning a post birthday staycation at a hotel/spa for the entire weekend. I used to do this all the time; I use the time to be quiet. I do very little, but I make the time to rejuvenate my mind, body and spirit, because sometimes you have to take care of yourself and deal with other things later.

Sunday dinner

Guess what I did this weekend? I cooked. I was determined on Friday that I would cook a full meal for dinner on Sunday and hopefully eat off it for lunch in the upcoming week. Seriously, you can only eat so many peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and salads before you are over it. So I planned my menu and when I did my weekly grocery shopping I was prepared. So look for the recipes for the dishes soon. What did I cook? Using Pinterest as a guide, I prepared garlic brown sugar chicken, my aunt’s scalloped potatoes and a sauté of yellow squash and zucchini. For dessert, I made mixed fruit pops. I also baked a batch of the Triple Ginger Cookies for my kids on my second job. I repeat I cannot cook during the day, because it will make the house too hot, so Saturday night I was in the kitchen from 10 pm until midnight cooking. It really didn’t take long because I had season my chicken, cut up my veggies and mixed the batch of cookies up before I went to work that evening. And being the night owl as I am, I made fast work of cooking dinner.

Those kids ate them damn cookies up. They are always a good barometer on whether a dish is good or not.

Don't forget my sister has a story in Z-Rated Chocolate Flava III coming in August!

I guess my sister is settling into living in San Diego. My niece got to meet one of her singing idols on Friday, so she was stoked. And my sister seems to take great comfort in reminding me the weather is a comfortable 70 degrees. Ugh! And we suffer in hell. Frankly, she can have lala land; I am a southern girl by heart.

Lala saying Hi!  Ya'll she has dimples!

On Saturday, she sent me a text about a situation going on in Virginia and I responded, and? I know that sounds cruel, but I refuse to allow myself to get sucked into folk’s problems and chaos. I have peace right now and I plan to hold onto it as long as I can.

I have a girlfriend whose life seems to be a ball of chaos. And recently I got drawn into it. Then when I ask if she followed up on the help suggested, she has yet to respond. I am just gonna pray for her because undoubtedly she doesn’t really need help, but likes to cry out for it. I am done. Prayers work.

I can’t really say I have been watching the Olympics. I will watch for a minute and then I move on to something else. I used to be captivated by the summer Olympics, but now I guess I have too much going on to really concentrate on it.

I love looking at blogs of folks who sew their own clothes and have a great sense of style. However, you do not have to worry about me adding another hobby to this blog. I am not the sewing type. I have no patience. When I was in the 8th grade my home ec teacher taught a half year of cooking and a half year of sewing. I hated the sewing portion because again I have no patience; I didn’t understand why we had to base stitch the hems of shorts if we were going to sew them on the machine. In my logical mind, that was a waste of time and energy. I didn’t finish the two pair of shorts I started because she wasn’t going to let me sew the hems without base stitching and I wasn’t going to waste my time doing double work. I slept. And I passed the class. I was stubborn even back then.

Last night on my second job, a customer comes in saying she smelled natural gas outside our store and we may want to check it out. I am so glad the owner was there because it took both us to smell the gas. When we first when outside, we didn’t smell it. Then we went back out and the cross winds were blowing and whoa! The smell was strong and undeniable. He called the gas company, would you believe it took him almost 30 minutes to get someone on the phone through the 24 hour emergency number? They came out and although it wasn’t a leak, there was a problem that needed to be fixed and when I left last night they were still working on it. Thanks to the customer for letting us know. Although there wasn’t any danger to our store or people, if it hadn’t gotten fixed a lot of businesses would have to be closed down temporarily. No one wants or needs that right now.

I did have a good weekend and even spent a bit of time with The Guy. I hope you had a great weekend as well and will have a wonderful week too!

Roses, coneflowers, cosmos and marigolds!

Pump the Brakes...2012 Is Going Too Fast!

Happy New Year's Everyone!  I hope you brought it in with a bang and have the memories to savor. 

Let's see...I worked that night and I mean I literally worked because I was shorthanded.  Although, I could have flipped my wig, I took it in stride and was thankful one of the day workers stayed to assist us through our rush.  When he left, we could literally count the customers from that point on.  Can you say slow?  Next year, we need to close at 7 pm.  Hell, most places around us closed early.  And what was funny were the customers saying, "I can't believe you are still open.  Aw!  I hate you have to be here until 9."  Really? I don't think you really were That sorry.

However, I guess I was in a pretty good mood because I knew I would have two whole days of no working, just relaxing.  Yes, for all day in one's pjs.

I got home and prepared me a light dinner of Bang, Bang Shrimp and fried calamari.  Yummy!  Then I took a long bath.  Wished Happy New Years to my sister!  And when Central time called for a New Year's countdown I counted down the last 10 seconds and drank a glass of Martinelli's, who told them to put pear in that?, and I hit the bed.  I was sleep by 12:30 pm.  I had to wait until the idiots stopped shooting off their guns before I officially went to bed. 

I woke up the next morning and cooked up a small batch of turnip greens and black eye peas.  I need the extra money, and some veggies.  Then I proceeded to watch Law & Order and sleep all day.  And the next day wasn't much better.  I mean my house was clean and frankly I needed the rest.

A little funny before I go.  The Wednesday after Christmas I woke up with a floater in my left eye.  Anyone who has ever experienced this can tell you it is weird and scary all at the same time.  So I made an eye appointment immediately.  Well, after I consulted Web..M.D.  Seriously, I tell my sister to stay off the site all the time because she is forever diagnosing herself with some type of ailment.  Most of them contrived.  After reading web.m.d, I became completely distraught and figured I was going blind because of a detached retina.  First of all, my family is prone to the dramatics.  We can put on a show.  So after my research and figuring I would be blind in my left eye I went to thinking about the future.  Oh yeah, I was ready to research disability and since the Internet said one should get someone to help them with day-to-day activities and of course finding a driver or using public transportation to get around, my mind was in turmoil.  However, I put on a good face and said I wouldn't worry about it.  I have been a praying fool, too!  Well, I had my appointment this week and I do not have a detached retina.  My doctor in a very kind way said is so many words, "Stay your azz off Web.m.d."  Well what he said was, Web.m.d has a lot of information on it, but you have to know exactly what you are looking for, because they seem to give you information on the worst case scenario.  Prepare for the worst and you won't be devastated later.  Because you know I had been sitting in the room in tears thinking I was going blind.  I do have a floater, but it isn't going to cause me blindness.  He explained what floaters are and really there isn't much one can do for them and I really didn't have anything to worry about.  Thank goodness!  I had worried myself to near a catatonic state. 

I will be back next week with my 5 year Sisterlock Anniversary post with pictures.  Happy New Year!

Book Club Meeting 2011...

Now I am breathing a sigh of relief because I can look forward to Christmas and the New Year, because I can finally relax. Hosting my usual and annual book club/holiday meeting takes a lot of my time leading up to the big day. And I am realizing I am not 30, but 42 so I have to really organize myself or I will end up sitting in my living room crying, hoping my book club members don’t notice my puffy eyes and the obvious signs of strain.


I try to get the member’s gifts ordered and done well before the meeting as well as getting all the book club stuff ready as well. This year we decided to participate in the Sister Soldier Project, where we send personal and hair care products to African-American soldiers deployed. So I had my hands full. So from the weekend before Thanksgiving, I am working towards preparing for my December meeting.

I like to host December’s meeting because of my love of Christmas, so with the decorations in place things come together in a chaotic fashion. Since I host alone, it is imperative that I have all my ducks in a row or like I said above it isn’t a pretty picture.

My meeting was this past Saturday, so I really kicked things into high gear on last Monday. I started baking the cookies for the individual members and my sister, who you know lives in Virginia. To prepare for the baking I had containers already set up with the flour, baking soda and salt. I also had my Chocolate Candy mint cookies already mixed up and I just had to get them to room temperature to bake. I did all that on Sunday, as well as baked a batch of sugar cookies for the nieces. I also, seasoned and boiled my chicken breast for chicken salad and made my ham salad all on Monday as I was making the cookies. So using 3 cookie sheets and mixing the batches of cookies I was able to bake 3 different types of cookies in less than 3 hours. Normally, I would have been at it for 6 or more hours, so pre-planning helped. Tuesday, I came home from my second job and did some dusting and setting up for my batch of Oatmeal Chocolate Chip raisin nut cookies. Wednesday, I baked those cookies and managed to wrap all the book club member gifts. Thursday was my day to go and get the fresh veggies and fruit as well as shrimp. So I left work about 4 and was home and ready to start making my Asian wings and honey barbecue wings. I also marinated my jerk wings to grill the following morning. Then I set up my dry ingredients for two different batches of cookies and for my two different cupcakes. I gave my kids on my second job cookies for Christmas. So you know I will not be baking anymore cookies anytime soon.

I got up early Friday morning and got to mixing up cookie dough and getting my coals ready for grilling. This was also the time to get my heating dishes from the storage room, which meant they had to sit outside to insure I wasn’t bringing in any lizards. I baked cookies and made cupcakes all before I had to go to my second job, because I only took off from my day job. When I go home that night, I set up trays, iced cupcakes, marinated shrimp, cleaned my den, put down carpet fresh and was in the bed by 1 am, and then I was up by 5 am. This is when I made my chicken and ham salad sandwiches, meatballs, broccoli crunch salad and vacuumed and mopped and waxed the kitchen and foyer. And after running errands and picking up my punch, I came home took a long bath, ate lunch and slept for two hours. I was TIRED.

Everything came together well before time. I learned to stop microwaving my wings, and put them in my roaster, which heats them properly, so that saved time. Frankly, I over organized myself because by 5:45 pm, everything was done and I was turning around in circles thinking I had forgotten something. But alas, everything went smoothly, and I was able to enjoy the meeting. My organization even helped to make clean up easy. I was so proud of myself. I finally got to taste my food after 9 pm, and I did a good job.

I had real nice captions to show these pictures as a slideshow, but after hours of aggravation I said F-it! 

Thanksgiving Randoms…

My fedora from New Orleans

Can you believe it is already time for Thanksgiving and it will soon be 2012? Crazy because this year has zoomed past and I keep asking where did the time go.

Besides cleaning and getting rid of lizards for the holidays, I have some random thoughts running through my mind.

What is the best way to broach the subject of cooking a better turkey to a host? I mean, is there a right time or place to say to someone that they may want to try a new way of roasting their turkey? My boss on my second job said their family Thanksgiving dinner, which they had this past Saturday, the ham was dry and the turkey was even drier, but he enjoyed the sides and the company. I could feel his pain because there is nothing like a dry ass bird and a ham dry, just forget about it.

How do you explain etiquette to grown people? Shouldn’t it be a given if you are invited to dinner, that you bring something even if the hosts says not to? I am just asking.

The radio is playing Christmas music right now. Really?

Why must my sister torture me with questions about cooking things? I googled the recipes, why can’t she? She is not going to follow the recipe anyway, so why worry me. Geez!

My brother will begin culinary school on January 9, 2012. Progress.

My turkey breast is brining at home right now. Yummy! I have to always have something to eat at my house because I rarely take home leftovers from the hosts.

Carson, the baby, is here! I can’t wait to get to his cheeks.

Lil' Carson

Last night on my 2nd job, I really wanted to get rid of all the workers. No seriously. They had plucked my last working nerve. Thank goodness I know when to take a few days away from folk’s children. I have never seen a bunch of lazy, unconcerned and spoiled children all together in my life.

My eyes have been itching all day. My allergies are out of control. I guess I should take my medicine tonight, early.

My brother is as vain as I am. It’s hereditary. Maybe, because my sister doesn’t get why we are so vain. I really believe my mama found her in the bushes. I told her this most of her childhood. What? I was the oldest child and she was the middle child, who felt tortured.

Just because I am so vain...3 hair pictures...

My cousin plans to ignite some shyte tomorrow by saying my cousin and I should have cookie cook off, the cousin and her brother-in-law a texting challenge and whatever mess he can instigate. I have not told my cousin I bake cookies, because I haven’t wanted to hurt her feelings. I just think cookies should spread out and not be lumps. You have seen the cookies I have baked. Just saying…

I guess I will be doing Black Friday by myself. My friend is still praying on it. Really?

Let me ask you, do you have family or friends who will tell you when someone you don’t know has passed away? I don’t know how to respond to that because I am not absorbing that information.

My niece aka Damon’s seed, says it just doesn’t seem right to not be here for Thanksgiving. I hate it too, but I am sure she will have a lot to be thankful for nonetheless. Her partner in crime, her cousin, says now he want have anyone to talk to. These two are probably going to be looking like lost orphans. Next year… There is always next year if God’s willing.

Of course Turkey Day Classic activities are underway, I won't be participating in them but I know my folks will have a ball.

I am thankful for a lot of things this year, mostly the ability to have peace all around me. I am thankful for family as we transition without my aunt. I am thankful for all He has seen to make happen for me. Finding peace and happiness is so what living is worth and this year, I have lived. And, um, I am really thankful for being off from both jobs for 4 days! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!

That is all I got for now. I am sure some tomfoolery will take place when the family gets together to give thanks tomorrow, which will make for another addition of randoms. Until then…Have a wonderful Thanksgiving!

If Youth Are Our Future, Things Are Going to Be Bad

I should have posted before now, but I just haven't felt like it lately, but I am sitting here on my second job fuming.  When I say fuming that is an understatement.  I really think these kids think adults don't already know the tricks, because they are constantly trying me.

I recently hired a new cashier, young girl never had a job, but the bubbliest personality.  Loves the friendliness she displayed through her interview and orientation.  So why Lawd, do I want to punch her in her throat?

On Sunday, the assistant manager on duty stated she got angry because she wasn't allowed to run the registers.  Sunday is our busiest day and the customers coming from church don't necessarily act like they just left the House of Worship and I knew they would not have the patience of Job to deal with her still in training.  So she was regulated to taking out orders and busing tables.  Not fun, but everyone has to do it.  She got mad and stumped away.  Seriously?  Really?  And later told one of the cashiers she wasn't busing anymore tables and proceeded to go in the back and sit down and text on her phone.  Really?  Oh hell no!

So I knew I needed to have a come to Jesus discussion with her.  And I did.  I explained what was expected and what she needed to work on.  I also told her to cut her nails because the constant tapping on our touch screens was unnecessary and hell that shyte gets on my nerves.  She said she understood. Yeah, right.

Today when I get here, they tell me she is going to be late because of a medical emergency with a family member.  No problem, but she was supposed to be her by 5:30 not 6.  Then she hops on the register and proceeds to tap again.  So you know I am ready to pull my hair out, but being the professional I don't say anything in front of the customers or her co-workers.  But when I did I let her know that was not going to work.  She was a bit shook after that because of course I am watching her. 

Cell phones are forbidden in the building and if you must bring one it is to be turned off.  All new hires are informed of the cell phone rules.  I take them and play on them and even text and call folks on their phones.  You will learn.  Anyway, the other day the owner got on a cashier about her cell phone and she was scared to death.  Why or why did the new girl get caught by me texting on her cell phone?  The damn phone is so raggedly it is pitiful.  I can' t deal with the cracks all over the face.  I let her know in certain terms cell phones are not to be seen AT ALL!  Yeah she is scared, but for how long?

These kids just don't get it and they are so spoiled and selfish it is just unbelievable.  Normally, when you are the new kid on the block you try to fly right, but these kids just don't care.  Well guess what?  I do and I ain't having it.  If the work ethic is shaky on their first job it is going to be hell if they work any other jobs in the future. 

Next time I will be back with a real post and not a vent.  No really.