Hijinks At Work, Part Deaux

So I found out I don't exist. I couldn't sign in to their 'simplified' computer system because I don't exist. The guy I was talking to seems nice. He spent over an hour on his computer & phone trying to straighten it out. He came to me first.

"Tom's been waiting over 24 hours already."

When I discovered I don't exist, I asked if this whole thing has been a dream. Seems like I could have done better. Like playing centerfield for the Yankees.

"Don't say that! I'm a Red Sox fan."

"And I'm a Dodger fan. I just grew up idolizing Mickey Mantle."

We joked about that.

I'll wait until tomorrow night to see if it got straightened out.

I sold $4,400.00 at that last party. I figure my boss padded the bill by about a thousand. Which still means I sold $3,400.00. He wants to try those Rusty Nails at the main bar now too.

My boss is so full of it.

The new chef was in his office when I arrived - ten minutes late. He was telling me about being "professional." No going into the liquor room by myself. People might get the wrong idea.

"What idea? My truck is parked 20 feet from the back door. What better way of filling up my truck than just wheeling it out the back?"

Next was not using my phone. Be sure to use a jigger.

"I'm not using my phone as a jigger. It would short out. How accurate a pour do you expect from my phone?"

He was thoroughly flustered.

"Make sure to always wear a nametag."

"The missing one I've emailed you twice about already?"

"Has it been twice?"

"Yes."

Then I reminded him of the wheels constantly falling off the portable bar. We get that fixed yet? He assigned some kid to help me push it upstairs. The wheels fell off. We had to go looking for them.

After the chef left, I went into the liquor room, by myself,& told my boss I grabbed this & that.

"Oh, yeah. That's a good idea. It's a Mexican crowd."

The kid tried being PC with me. I asked the name on the contract. Garcia or something.

Me - "Good. Catholics."

Him - "Why? Because their name is Latin?"

"Well, let's see. My ex is Latin. She was Catholic. Yeah. Guess so."

If he brings that up later, I'll say the kid asked me if I was married. I thought that was a bit odd. But who am I to judge? I told him. She was a Latina.

That guy at the stereo repair shop bears watching. The original estimate was $410.00. I paid him off today. On the way to work. $485.00. He wanted another $135.00. No. We won't be doing that.

I'm supposed to be listening to this course, but this woman never stops vacuuming.

Just mowed the front and back 40 for the first time in a few weeks. Been really dry here in the Midwest. High 80’s w/ 1,000% humidity. Wasn’t sure I was going to make it!

Big dinner afterwards (put a turkey breast on the grill rotisserie, mashed potatoes w/ gravy, stuffing, creamed corn & mini croissants - Thanksgiving in July!).

Gotta go cover the grill, hit the pipe and pass out!

GO DODGERS!!!

Thanks, nono! I think I finally kicked that nasty yak - whatever it was - haven’t woke up coughing or sneezing for a few days now. Two months of that crap was plenty!

GO DODGERS!!!

Toothache. Hit with a vengeance. Should have asked my doctor for antibiotics.

So I found out today I super thick bone structure in my mouth. X-rays don't show anything. ANYTHING. They set up another appointment for Friday. A specialist will come in. This guy speculated I need a root canal.

It makes sense. This tooth has been hurting on & off for years. Two dentists said they couldn't find a thing. One said she saw three cavities. Since she was using the same kind of equipment, she was lying. Trying to pad the bill. She might not have fixed a damn thing.

The infection has died down to the point I couldn't identify which tooth it was that was hurting. Just the lower right quadrant.