But unfortunately for you, I haven’t the energy to tell you. Also, I think the tendonitis in my wrist has flared up again because it’s so stiff that I can only type at half speed. Guess that means I get to break out the brace again. Fuck me.
Check back tomorrow for the story. Tonight was a sorry excuse for a dinner service in any restaurant, but especially BC. Just to give you an inkling, we ran out of the following throughout the course of the night: Coke syrup, to-go bags, to-go boxes, bay scallops, ice, clean glasses, clean spoons, kid cups, and, as always happens on busy nights…fucking BREAD. My patience was also a victim tonight. May it rest in peace.