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Since I have been working in the restaurant kitchen I have been getting home at ‘ungodly hours’ according to my parents and I have been finding it hard to sleep too. I am meant to finish at 11pm, but I have finished at half past 11 for three consecutive nights. This means I get home about quarter to 12 and spend about three quarters of an hour chilling watching telly or something then, absolutely shattered, I go to bed. However when I go to bed I cannot sleep. All I am able to think about is bloody washing up. It sounds SO gimpy but it is stopping me sleeping! I hope it is because I am new to the job and when I get used to it I will return to sleeping normally.
Anyway last night one of the pipes in the kitchen burst and me and another guy who works with me had to suddenly switch roles from humble washer-uppers to fully-fledged plumbers. Yeah, we DID manage to fix the leak and stuff and save the restaurant a £100 call-out fee of an emergency plumber. No, we didn’t get paid any more.
To top things off I was pulled from the state of being not quite awake, not quite asleep by some retarded cat fiddler who find it amusing to ring people up and hang up on them at 8:15 in the morning. Maybe I just let it ring too many times but I prefer to take the accusing stance because I am really piddled off at the moment.
Anyway last night one of the pipes in the kitchen burst and me and another guy who works with me had to suddenly switch roles from humble washer-uppers to fully-fledged plumbers. Yeah, we DID manage to fix the leak and stuff and save the restaurant a £100 call-out fee of an emergency plumber. No, we didn’t get paid any more.
To top things off I was pulled from the state of being not quite awake, not quite asleep by some retarded cat fiddler who find it amusing to ring people up and hang up on them at 8:15 in the morning. Maybe I just let it ring too many times but I prefer to take the accusing stance because I am really piddled off at the moment.
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tigamilla wrote:
> otherwise Clazon is right your body clock should "self adjust"
CLAZON!?
> otherwise Clazon is right your body clock should "self adjust"
CLAZON!?
You get a caffene rush if you eat raw coffee beans?
D'oh in that case ignore my advice...
I need my morning dose too..
*goes to turn kettle on
I need my morning dose too..
*goes to turn kettle on
I had no coffee whatsoever yesterday, although I am nursing a huge mug of it now.
Heres my take on things... i know exactly what you mean, i find that if im gonna be in bed at around that time then my last cup of coffee will be had at 3:00pm any later than that and I spend ages lying in bed, tossing and turning.
try laying off the coffee so close to bedtime, im assuming that you do have coffee at some point the day, otherwise Clazon is right your body clock should "self adjust"
try laying off the coffee so close to bedtime, im assuming that you do have coffee at some point the day, otherwise Clazon is right your body clock should "self adjust"
Yeah, that's a damn shame...
*dials 141 before picking out a name from the phone book and ringing it*
*dials 141 before picking out a name from the phone book and ringing it*
How very annoying *dials another number*
Hey, I'm sure your body clock will adapt eventually and you'll be fine.
Hey, I'm sure your body clock will adapt eventually and you'll be fine.
Since I have been working in the restaurant kitchen I have been getting home at ‘ungodly hours’ according to my parents and I have been finding it hard to sleep too. I am meant to finish at 11pm, but I have finished at half past 11 for three consecutive nights. This means I get home about quarter to 12 and spend about three quarters of an hour chilling watching telly or something then, absolutely shattered, I go to bed. However when I go to bed I cannot sleep. All I am able to think about is bloody washing up. It sounds SO gimpy but it is stopping me sleeping! I hope it is because I am new to the job and when I get used to it I will return to sleeping normally.
Anyway last night one of the pipes in the kitchen burst and me and another guy who works with me had to suddenly switch roles from humble washer-uppers to fully-fledged plumbers. Yeah, we DID manage to fix the leak and stuff and save the restaurant a £100 call-out fee of an emergency plumber. No, we didn’t get paid any more.
To top things off I was pulled from the state of being not quite awake, not quite asleep by some retarded cat fiddler who find it amusing to ring people up and hang up on them at 8:15 in the morning. Maybe I just let it ring too many times but I prefer to take the accusing stance because I am really piddled off at the moment.
Anyway last night one of the pipes in the kitchen burst and me and another guy who works with me had to suddenly switch roles from humble washer-uppers to fully-fledged plumbers. Yeah, we DID manage to fix the leak and stuff and save the restaurant a £100 call-out fee of an emergency plumber. No, we didn’t get paid any more.
To top things off I was pulled from the state of being not quite awake, not quite asleep by some retarded cat fiddler who find it amusing to ring people up and hang up on them at 8:15 in the morning. Maybe I just let it ring too many times but I prefer to take the accusing stance because I am really piddled off at the moment.
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