Today I went to work with Delores, so even though I wasn't scheduled till 8, we got there at 6:30. A whopping 10 hours of sleep for two nights, all in one night when I was so exhausted from the other night.
I ate breajkfast, a huge sandwich, well, a part of it, called a frisco melt, some french fries, and cherry coike, noo ice with cherries. Later on Dad came with Teri and Cilla before I clocked out, so I took a break to eat with them first, ate lunch, scrambled eggs and toast. We spent the day together, I was in a very upset and depressed mood because well, in the morning I asked mom who works there also as a server to please tell everyone to quit leaving these small trays on tables that are clean, they use those for drinks, because it was getting on my nerves, I have to seat people as a hostess and it drives me NUTZ! So it happened twice,a nd then I was about to seat this couple in this booth while mom was serving the table next to me, well, I got pissed, there was the food tray on the only clean table, I couldn't walk the customers back and make them wait longer after calling their names, and I couldn't seat them either. So whil;e balancingt he menus I had ready, I picked the whole heavy thing up, mom came by and grabbed it, yelled, Mary! Lord have MERCY!! EVERYONE in the whole non smoking section turned around to look at the girl getting yelled at in the middle of the room by a co worker, by a mother, a bitch. Her customers she was sderving, a guy asked em, Mary, do you want to sit down and eat with us? I remembered that later, I was shocked and first and so embarrased, I ran finally to the front where the other hostess/cashier was, and said I needed a break, ran to the back, started smoking a cigg. Ann, my mother came in, started smoking too, using me as an excuse probably. She started to say something int he nasty tone opf hers, I yelled shut UP! and started crying. The other hostess came in and she saw that I was crying, Ann snapped at her, said would you give us a minute? I said I don't want a moment with you, mom, and Bev wouldn't leave anyway until she was kind enough to give me a hug and kiss, to comfort me. I could be wrong, but shouldn't have my mother been the one to do that??? I got home to ada's later on, I slashed at my wrist, got some new scars to watch dissapear and then make up new ones again. I also took the rest of my laxatives, 30.
I ate breajkfast, a huge sandwich, well, a part of it, called a frisco melt, some french fries, and cherry coike, noo ice with cherries. Later on Dad came with Teri and Cilla before I clocked out, so I took a break to eat with them first, ate lunch, scrambled eggs and toast. We spent the day together, I was in a very upset and depressed mood because well, in the morning I asked mom who works there also as a server to please tell everyone to quit leaving these small trays on tables that are clean, they use those for drinks, because it was getting on my nerves, I have to seat people as a hostess and it drives me NUTZ! So it happened twice,a nd then I was about to seat this couple in this booth while mom was serving the table next to me, well, I got pissed, there was the food tray on the only clean table, I couldn't walk the customers back and make them wait longer after calling their names, and I couldn't seat them either. So whil;e balancingt he menus I had ready, I picked the whole heavy thing up, mom came by and grabbed it, yelled, Mary! Lord have MERCY!! EVERYONE in the whole non smoking section turned around to look at the girl getting yelled at in the middle of the room by a co worker, by a mother, a bitch. Her customers she was sderving, a guy asked em, Mary, do you want to sit down and eat with us? I remembered that later, I was shocked and first and so embarrased, I ran finally to the front where the other hostess/cashier was, and said I needed a break, ran to the back, started smoking a cigg. Ann, my mother came in, started smoking too, using me as an excuse probably. She started to say something int he nasty tone opf hers, I yelled shut UP! and started crying. The other hostess came in and she saw that I was crying, Ann snapped at her, said would you give us a minute? I said I don't want a moment with you, mom, and Bev wouldn't leave anyway until she was kind enough to give me a hug and kiss, to comfort me. I could be wrong, but shouldn't have my mother been the one to do that??? I got home to ada's later on, I slashed at my wrist, got some new scars to watch dissapear and then make up new ones again. I also took the rest of my laxatives, 30.