Its Sunday afternoon ...already. just a moment ago, before I yawned, it was Thursday and I was waiting effortfully for the weekend to arrive. And now its been and gone, and i dont feel rejuvinated whatsoever.arrg. I suppose this is the plight of mothers all around the world, constant lack of sleep, and hoping to catch some much needed cat-nips here are there never summount to enough of anything to relieve me of this constant yawning syndrome.
Its raining, and its bloomin cold. I have a thermometer and it reads 25, but I swear its 18...if it were any colder I am sure I could see my breadth mist and relive a moment from good old wellington or dunedin even!!
where did me weekend go? standing by at the resturaunt, while the chef goes to a fogo. dont worry, just call me (on one of 2 mobiles..digicel or go mobile of course) if anyone shows. someone did, called, switched off, dead. so I decided to don the chefs apron, with the help of my nervous wreck of a worker who has some phobia of meeting strangers..and yet has been working at a hotel for the last 10 years almost...I cooked. almost blew a fuse because, two people wanted eggs and there were only 3 left -grrrr(so 1.5 each???) thats because we had omeletts for dinner last night, so omelette times 4 men and me = no more eggs in the resturaunt. had to improvise and made them scrambled with alot of milk (dont worry all ye customers out there reading this, this will NEVER happen again i promise) then they wanted sausages and there were NO SUASAGES..shit. so gave them ham instead...they were pleased. but. where were all the sausages?? "we finished them all with that big order we did for who a who...remember''...yes darlin, that was exactly 7 days ago. 200m down the road is a shop that sells sausages...RESTOCK..eh. this is why the kitchen in all those hells kitchen shows are 80degrees and everyone is yelling. i dont usually work here but i wanted to yell, but didnt really want to yell at our nervous wreck of a worker incase she died of shock- and then i would not only have to cook, but serve as well. In her defence she doesnt usually have to wait on the customers, but our usual waitress up and left of indefinite maternity leave. just the day before and we have yet to find a substitute.
work.has been much the same. The sermon today was great at church. was about the church as a hospital for those with 'illnesses' or the spirit etc, but he also touched on the attitude of patients at the local hospital, and how everyone gets angry at the doc for showing up a 9am (when they all arrived on the 6am bus of their own accord) despite knowing the doc has to do rounds first, and the fact that if its a young doc, people feel they have the right to abuse (verbally) to vent their anger at the doc. Im the only young doc at the hospital and that is certainly me. luckily, unlike the doc in the sermon that gets frustrated at the patients and takes the day off abandoning them ( i would love to do that) i have mastered the 'walk the death plank' walk through the patients to get to the clinic door, with my 'eyes fixed firmly on a spot on the door and 200miles per hour walk' that sees me jet from the corridor to the clinic with only so much as a 'eh' being heard....yay. on a bad day, i.e if its wet and i cant master the 200mlPH pace, i hear all the 'magaia a guku a le foma'i lea e...., & fiu se e faakali...and 'la'a kuu a makou e vaai e inkia...' dang it, spoils my day.BUT OH WELL. i should get a shirt made with "the more you complain, the shorter i plan to work at this hospital'- then you can keep seeing your inkias (who are good by the way) whose only fault is the extent of their explanations due to language barriers means all you get is 'inu vai lea, tolu aso, fa' and not my dramatic drawings of what your liver and gallbladder look like and how blood gets circulated and how clots and strokes develop, and short tutorials on how to take your inhalers properly and what the signs of a heart attack are. yes. i love my work sometimes, but not the part where people throw dirt at my for their own impatience.
thats about all. gonna go try to enjoy the rest of my sunday:)
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