The weekend

The past few nights have been great. I stayed over at work on Friday because I was called in for work during the day. Tim had had to take over Hayley's shift because she was sick, so he called me in to cover the night shift. I duly accepted the shift (he'd sounded so desperate over the phone) and we figured that it was better for me to stay over the night since I started at 8 the next morning.

I was only supposed to be doing the shift as receptionist, and I was to back up the cafe guys if they needed it. Sam, Damien and Lauren were in the cafe, so they should have been able to handle it, even though there was a big booking taking up most of the cafe. The PDR had people in it too... Lauren could have looked after them on her own, but I realised quickly that she was in way over her head so I did the PDR with a little help from her. She needs to be trained further, Tim, if you're reading this. Sam repeatedly told her during the night what the table numbers were, and still, she didn't get it. Lauren also cleared the PDR while at least half of the table was still eating. I explained to her that she shouldn't do that until everyone had finished and she goes, "oh... right... Actually, I have been told that before."

At the end of the night, Sam and Kylie grabbed some knockoff drinks and went and sat in one of the vacant conference rooms. When I finished, I joined them and we had a nice chat, just the three of us. Damien kept interrupting every 5 minutes to ask me questions about the PDR's account, or so he said. I think he just wanted to be included.

At some time during the conversation, Kylie mentioned she felt like pizza. BY this point, even though they hadn't had that much to drink, they were getting more rowdy and it was funny as. Eventually, Kylie got up to order a pizza, Sam and I followed her into the kitchen where she made the call. Well, sort of. Sam picked up the phone. 'What's the number?'

Kylie, who was standing on the other side of the bench, shrugged. 'I think it's 131 800.'

Sam dialled the number. As the phone rang, she twisted the cord around her finger and said playfully into the phone, 'Can I get a stripper?' We all laughed.

When the other end picked up, we found the number was a Telstra recorded message. Sam dialled the number again, thinking she was dialling it wrong. We got the same message. Kylie put the phone on speaker and dialled the number herself. 'Why don't you just use Telstra call connect?' I asked.

As the number rang, Sam exclaimed to the room, 'I need to pee'. A second later, they picked up. Same message.

I picked up the phone and dialled call connect. They put me through to Domino's pizza straight away. When they guy on the end picked up, instantly I had Kylie and Sam yelling in my ears (not literally) about what they wanted. It was very distracting. I asked the guy how much a large pizza was ($13.95, delivered, in case anyone was wondering) and he told me that you can get and extra one for half price. The girls decided that was good, so I tried, bravely, I thought, to get their order from them. Eventually, after much thinking and discussing, they decided on a thin base Hawaiian. 'And the other one?'

'Oh, yeah... Thick base supreme.'

I tried to tell the dude on the other end the order, but Sam and Kylie had gotten louder. 'I'm really sorry about this,' I felt I had to say. 'They're not normally like this. Want some more workers? They can be delivery drivers or something.'

The dude just laughed. 'No, thanks. I've got enough of those.'

Later on, while we were waiting for the pizza and I was doing night audit, Kylie and Sam hung around reception, making a lot of noise. This was at about 11pm and there was only one group left in the cafe. They just weren't leaving. The girls disappeared after a while, and not long over that, the pizza arrived. I took it into the conference room and started laughing when I found them playing Celebrity Heads on the whiteboard. Apparently, Kylie had been going really well at it, but it was Sam's turn when I entered. She was Heath Ledger. Kylie had another turn, thinking she was on a roll. She was given Betty Boo. She quit playing after that.

They ate pizza, Damien came in and had some too, and Hangman was started,. I got them right, the first one was a TV show; Queer Eye... It was funny... (Sorry, Tim). We had a good night, just talking and hanging out. I got to bed way later than I should have, but it didn't matter.

Work was okay the next morning, except for the part where Hayley rang up and asked (told) me to set the cafe for the 40th birthday party that night, set the cake table up, and type up the menus. It led me to think, what exactly was she going to do when she got there? I was doing all her work for her. It sucked. Man, sometimes she's a real bitch. The best part of the 8 hour shift was when Kylie turned up for work at 2, having NOT been told that she was actually to start at 4. She sat in the cafe while I set and we talked. It was cool.

I stayed at work Saturday night also, since my bosses had gone away for the night because they hadn't been getting much sleep. When the bosses go away and someone stays over to watch the place, we are given a mobile, the one used for emergency after hours, in case someone needs help after we close. I got one call. It was a certain Housekeeper, one I mentioned previously as being inconsiderate. She just wanted to talk to my boss, the female one. I had to tell her I wasn't with her, and that I wasn't actually at work. She needed to call reception. It finally got through.

This morning's reception shift wasn't that bad, I updated the footy tipping, since the head chef, Gavin hadn't done it since Round 14. That should make some people happy. Tim leant me the Lord of the Rings extended editions so I've been watching them. I've seen the first one now and half of the second one. They're really good.

Thanks, Tim! :)