Anger Management

Hey my friends. Internet is back so yeah here you have me.

Sttill don't have much so say since I've been working every day, litteraly. But yesterday I worked at another place, in Royal Albert Hall to be exact, where Circus Solace is having their shows. Starting of kind of exciting, not knowing where to go and the manager's number I was given didn't answer her phone.

When I finally was picked up by some dude named Tom, or something, I was shown to the Jazz restaurant I was suppose to be in. Really nice place, and in the middle of the room was this huge red Yamaha piano, which used to be Elton Johns. And guess who was there fingering the keys. Me.

Eveything was, kaotic but nice up till after lunch, before the second show was about to start. But during our break I let myself in to one of the balconys for a sneek peek of the show. Amazing!



Wel to make things short here, I was going mental of how bad the staff were. And I'm a pretty bad waitress myself, but these people, not all of them of course, just didn't have any common sence of how to serve people. And when they gave me stained coffee cups with nothing even like a latte or a cappuccino, I almost lost it. And no, they didn't let the one who actually knows how to make coffee do them. I was the one being ashamed giving them to the customers, so I actually at two occations just asked the customer; Are you happy with this Latte, the answer was of course NO.

But then I backed off, it's not my workplace and don't hae to come back ever again. It's ashame though, since I kind of enjoyed the busyness instead of sitting on my ass going mental at the bar I'm working at.


But today I am off! woooohooo