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I got a letter from Sarah H. this morning, so I was pretty excited. I didn’t read it though, until I got home so I would have something forward to. However, I forgot about it until I got home. It was pretty vague and general, but none-the-less it was a letter, and I enjoyed it all the same. I’ll write her back tomorrow. I did notice one thing in particular…both her and Robin wrote me on Valentine’s Day, but Sarah didn’t mail hers until the 19th. Does it say something about Robin or Sarah? They thought of me on Valentine’s Day? I wouldn’t mind if Robin thought something along those lines, because she was the girl I was interested in before Nicky stepped in. Sarah and I agreed to just leave it as friends. It would be too weird.
Well, work today was work. Today was Justin’s last day shift to work with me. I don’t feel as thought I have done enough to train him, but it has been nearly 6-9 months since I trained someone to cook. I have developed a way to do it thought for the next cook. It would be to take the food preparation in steps: Frying / Grill / Making food/ learning shorthand and ingredients for products. (those are out of order though). I will probably be training the girl I interviewed earlier this week. She will be working in the front though. I think I will go: shorthand + setup / orders / register / food prep and cleaning every day because we will be on night shift. Hopefully she’ll be a fast learner.
I wrote 4 pages of “The Dawning of a New Error,” the history behind etbustudents.cc and the e3 crew. It’s coming along nicely. I am surprised at how detailed I can recall the events, even though I did not think much of them at the time. It will be easier to write when I get back on my computer because I am having a problem writing. My mind is going quicker than my hand can go.
That’s all tonight. Laterz.
- Song in my head: Dueling Banjos
- Craving: Pear-Cran Crisp
- Mood: Done/Undone
- Thought: “You know…I wonder how Robin feels about me…she was one of the people that said she would like to know if a guy liked her. Hmm…”
- Quote: “You’re like Santa Claus on Prozac, in the Bahamas…getting laid…I’m a positive person, you’re crazy.” – Phoebe, Friends
