December 18th, 2025 - What the Hell Was That?

What the hell was that? This level of overcooked got really weird, I used to cut veggies and now I have to police and monitor three people older than myself. I amn’t qualified for such a task. Before 8am one of my friends is asking to go home, I wish I didn’t joke around. But how was I to know? It was only when the tears started being held back did I realize my mistake.

The rest of the day was without incident, I felt bad. For being Marks Birthday I probably put him to work the most. He cooked it all, only when the two boys were busy serving did Annjelette need to step in and make another batch of chicken. I got to sit back at cash. I think genuinely it’s good for me to spend at least one day a month to be at cash, you lose skills when you don’t use them.

Tita didn’t come in today, I think I did well in her place. The best I could, and that’s enough for me.

I decompressed in the Walmart parking lot. Then I met up with my family and headed to Sherway. We ate at a Greek place after the Santa pictures and I knocked out when I got home.