I had thought about making a big deal about it, then later forgot entirely which is partially a good thing.. but super huge congrats to myself for not waiting a table at Ponderosa in over a year. Words can’t adequately describe how grateful I am that I no longer have to wait tables to make a living. Yeah, maybe I miss some of the people I worked with and some of the regulars, but overall I do not miss it at all. Even though it’s only been a year, I still get excited every day that I don’t have to put those black pants and those black shoes and that stupid Pondo shirt on before I leave the house.
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Well, at least it’s Friday.
We came so close to just not coming into work today… but we already drove to the parking lot, and we already parked.. And since we already did that part, there was no good reason to not go to work. Gotta get paid.
Anyway.. so I’m just going to mail in the day from here– and stay under the radar today. That’s my plan. Fly low. Below the clouds. Read some Pub 75 action and stay on top of everything I need to keep in my queue and queue up everything for next week.
Ponderosa/Mt Pleasant/Michigan Last Will & Testament
Alright, I’ve put this off long enough. And frankly I haven’t typed it up yet because I just want to forget about Ponderosa and the whole Michigan experience (well most of it). So here I am, about to just bang this out so I can spit out some memories and then just clear them out of my head. I can’t say that my total experience in Michigan was horrible and what not, but it completely side tracked my path. But all of that doesn’t matter, cause it was part of our path, and that’s why we went there. So with the help of a few friends, I’ve come up with this handy little list of things to “leave” people. ((No, Brent, I don’t actually own anything at Ponderosa–why would i want to?–but I think you didn’t understand the whole point of this as I worked on it my last few days at work–so I’ll just take what you said as your last chance to rain on my parade–yeah, too bad I was wearing a raincoat)).
Ponderosa People
to Krissy – the T section, a 12 pack, all day-shifts, breakfast shift on the weekends that are actually busy, your 9am server coming in on time western weekend, a man who has a job, someone to shoot the shit with, and some makeup to cover any black eyes in the future
to Deb – a severance check with an early retirement package, unlimited ice or just one of those machines that makes ice so you don’t have to fill it, 168 cups, folded napkins, a closer that actually restocks, open to 4 Monday thru Friday money without actually having to work
to Marvin – my Main Man. A backup dishwasher who’s awesome, sound effects in the dish room, a new person to borrow money from, pictures from Manhattan and Jersey so you can remember home, and a 100 reggae cds
to Jen Sheriden – table 71, 2 football players, eye makeup, a couple black eyes, a cup to puke in, a tucked in shirt, a cigarette break, and stomach medicine to let yourself party on
to Sarah Dumas – that Ice Tea guy who hasn’t come in for a while and used to sit in the booths, one Pat and Gerry table a week, smoking section on Thursday nights, pager number 4, and the recipe for Earth Punch (70% Lemonade, 25% Ice Tea, 5% Fruit Punch)
to Chris Hough – The huffstar, couple long sleeved shirts, staying up all night before a double, and bandanna lady in your section cause she loves you (and Tammy)
to Sherrod – Lebron’s facial expressions, smoking section banquet room closing shift or being a first out, every girl’s number in the whole world
to Steve – an alarm clock, a pint of jack, a pack of gum, a Guitar Hero player 2, and the ability to match shapes
to Greg – a challenging game of NCAA with controllers that actually both work, 4 hours a week, and someone to bus your tables
to Stephenie O’Brien – part time hours and someone to clean up the ice cream area after little kids destroy it
to Caroll – someone new to sing to her and never having to work seafood night on friday
to Courtney – unlimited Mountain Dew refills and all the guy’s phone numbers
to Becky – an hour lunch rest and someone else to do prep and make salads
to Nicole – she wanted a boob job, a new car, and a vacation, but she’ll have to settle for a 2 liter of Diet Coke
to Timmy – a basketball, a coach from the Big East, and some coleslaw
to Amanda – high heels and a silverware roller
to Ashley Hunter – a pregnant angel and a padded mat to fall onto
to Doda – orange section and those guys who call you Do-Da (2 ice teas and 2 pepsis)
to Tony – the pondo myspace page, a deep voice, and the nickname Two-Tone
to Lisa – pager number 5
to Stacey Reid – someone to vent to, a sketchy guy with his hat pulled down at O’Kellys, your college degree so you can be done already, partying down on your birthday, and a e-pail to keep in touch with
to Robby – a night at the bar, a game of pool, tossing the darts, a few rounds of jack and cokes, the Pistons and Chris Webber
to Johnny Beem – a mohawk
to Kris Beem – my replacement, and a bet you’ll never win
to Lindsay – the name Zindsay and a game of air hockey
to Josh Colombini – a winning fantasy team, a tennis match victory, and a Guitar Hero face off
to Chris Colombini – Jordan on expert level
to Josh Ruth – Tim Lincecum, another Barry Bonds home run, and the remote to the TV
to Sara Guzowski – closing shift on a Friday and then opening shift on a Saturday with the ability to know the difference from when I’m joking around and when I’m not
to Steph Meckoff – actually she’s the one who needs the alarm clock, but how about we just don’t schedule you to open on the weekends
to Nic – the venture brothers and a steak re-cook slip with the belief that you actually care
to Nelson – just a job somewhere else so you don’t always have to be at Pondo every day of the week
to Kim – a mop to mop the floor with and another closing shift
to Mack – the right to seat people in your section when you are in a good mood and the opposite when you are in a bad mood
to Andrea – 3 jobs and a skin tone that doesn’t require you to go to the tanning salon to shade
to Jackie Jaxa – a big pile of E-Clubs so you can catch Deb and Krissy
to Travis – day shift hours so you can work with your mom, the Pondo NCAA college file
to Monica – the nickname MONTY and it better freakin’ stick
to Ashley King – a smile even if you hate being told what to do
to Neil – how about a retirement party
to Joe – a ride home, NOT
to May – a chair to sit down in
to Stacy Brown – 50hrs a week and a key to the front door
to Jessica Kroll – you can have purple 12-4 M thru F and the Rolling Stone cover that had Jack Bauer on it that you ripped off my copy without asking
to Jen Martin – kid’s night, somebody to wipe down the buffet area, respect from your employees as a manager
to Jim – hangover medicine, Kenny in your section, bowling tricks, new servers to train, the football team including a poster autographed by the whole team, and a Magglio walk off home run
to Randy – a winning season for the lions, cold soggy fries, a Cotton Eyed Joe Riverdance at the Wayside, and Magic-Balloon-Michael
to Brent – a winning football/basketball team at Mich State, turning Pondo into a club at close, an employee who never complained to you once about what section he got or what hours he got without asking for anything in return, punching in on time and checking the log to reaffirm that, a positive attitude at all times, this list cause apparently you have to actually own something to give it away
to Kelly – an mp3 player with everyone’s favorite songs on it so you can play it at close and be cool and an ice machine that never breaks
to Tammy – a box of lemons, a month long vacation twice a year, a college degree, a spell checker and grammar police, a season pass to Cedar Point and transportation to get there
to the Managers in general – how to respect and appreciate your employees, even if they are just minimum wage replaceable subordinates
to Rich/Darren – resubmitting the survey answers I typed up at home cause I guess I didn’t click the final button at the end and I had some pretty priceless long-winded responses, but in the end I couldn’t care less to even bother
Customers
to the Whiteheads – Table 42 for 3 hours on a Friday night and a couple rounds of Diet Pepsi
to Carroll – Table 65, 2 pepsis and a water
to her brother Jim – a hot tea and no service cause you stopped tipping me a long time ago, but I’ll still talk about the Tigers with you
to Pat & Gerry – a pitcher of tea, ketchup, A1, and 2 ribeyes (well and medium well), plus a side of mushrooms, coffee with cream if its breakfast time
to redbird lady – a bowl of lemons and a half cup of water with no ice
to that couple that didn’t like me last summer – a reason to not like me
to the CMU Football Team – Great service for 75 cents a piece. Quit making them run around for you, you’re so needy.
to the corn family – a table to eat off of and 2 extra sides of mushrooms
to bandana lady – Chris as your server and lessons on how to use a bissel. Quit leaving a huge mess and stiffing them every time.
Mt Pleasant/Michigan People
to Todd Rigney – an obscure greatest hits collection from the 80′s and early 90′s and a big ole pile of steaming Ballsagna
to Paula – Thom Kha chicken soup and the recipe and vendor list for it
to Clay – the Tigers actually having a good team for once and apparently a no hitter for Verlander
to Brad – another Grad Student as awesome as Sara
to Peter Mackinlay – biomixers and a party in the loft at the Brass Cafe
to Darren – many late nights mixing it up at the Bird, Heroes, an attempt to get you started with Lost, a sidekick who’s into Politics as much as I am into Sports, a Kirby demonstration, a hook up, Ben Rickle, an apartment so I can come turn the heat up on you when I stay over, a job while Rhylynd is at school, something to do all summer while Rhylynd is at his mothers, some cds for your car, and a place to unwind in Mt Pleasant after dropping the boy off. Thanks for keeping me somewhat sane in Mt P dude! I’ll miss ya!
I leave myself the title of Employee of the Month for any of the months that I worked because it will bother me ’til my grave that they never rewarded me for all of my hard work, dedication, and commitment to excellence that I put into that place.
Woah
Okay
So i’ve added it up. And for one of the easier jobs I’ve ever had I take home about 10 bucks an hour. I claim about minimum wage so I have to pay taxes on whatever that is. Most of it is tips. I’m working at Ponderosa as a server. They just moved across town and opened a new location. I started when that opened along with at least 6 or 7 other servers. About 6 have been there over a year. Anyway. The people I work with are pretty cool so that helps. And we listen to a bunch of cheesy pop old rock good stuff so that makes the time roll by too. I walk around singing if I know the words. I walk around singing if I don’t know the words. The job is super mad easy. When someone sits in my section I go to the table and say hey hey hey. I pick up the receits on the table (when you walk in to ponderosa you basically pay/order at the door and then sit down). I acquire the drinks listed on the receits, possibly ask if they want lemons in their water or ice team, and bring them back to the table. I bring two creams with every coffee, possibly with hot tea. I put lids on kids cups or upgrade them to a normal size cup if its a teenager. I basically do whatever they need me to do. If their order contains something from the cooks, I put my pager number and their table number on the third receit and run it back to wheel by the cooks. Afterwards I basically take plates/dishes/cups away from their table as needed and refill their drinks as required. Then if I am expecting a meal to come up, my pager starts vibrating like nuts, and go back by the cooks. Butter all baked potatoes, grab a thing of sour cream if necessary, get the knives, and if there is shrimp grap a cocktail sauce thing. Then before I leave I make sure I know what everything is so I don’t look like an idiot when I get to the table. Obviously after a while I’ll be able to tell what everything is without looking. There aren’t that many options. So I bring the meals to the table and raffle them off. I then continue taking away done dishes and clean up after them when they leave so someone else can sit down. If I put average effort and get between 2-4 dollars for a table of 2 or 3 then thats okay. If I put a lot of effort into a table with a whole family and 3 or more adults then I hope to get a little bit bigger tip. I think the most I have received so far has been 7 or 8 maybe. I haven’t had extremely huge tables which is perfectly fine by me. Sometimes you get stiffed. At least a few times a day someone doesn’t leave a tip at all. It’s bullshit. They think, I’m at a buffet, that’s all I ordered, and I did all the work. Wouldn’t they be thirsty if I didn’t bring them their drinks? Someone has to clean the mess they leave behind if two fat people chow down and go through 3-4 plates each. I honestly don’t pay attention. I realize I work in a restaurant and have to always be displaying my smile cards but I just don’t pay attention. If someone needs something I help them out. It’s all about doing the job and getting things done. And it’s easy as heck. I just wish I could get more hours or better hours or just better sections. It is something and it is helping though. And that is good.
Year End
I don’t really have too many ideas for year ending posts… I would like some ideas, I just don’t have any. Here is all I remember from 2004 in no particular order.
Working, Going to Rezi shows, Moving, and Driving.
I’m in NY. I’ve been in NY since Friday. Tomorrow I am heading to the Capital Region (Gloversville/Saratoga) for some Rezi shows at Zacquor (12/30, 12/31) and to visit the old working place, and to see Kate and the baby.
I’ll be driving back on Saturday and will stop here in Holley to pick up Meg and the rest of my other crap and then hit the rest of the road onwards back to Michigan.
It’s been an entertaining week. I got to see some family members I hadn’t seen in a while. I got to see some friends I hadn’t seen in a while. I shot some pretty mean darts at C&S. I got dealt some pretty decent Euchre cards. Not much else exciting happened.
Have a good one.
State of the BMS
So almost everything pretty much sucks these days. I would like to take this opportunity to congratulate myself on this 3 month hiatus from working and also give a quick explanation of how much it sucks. It’s one thing when you have a job thats pretty good and you enjoy going and even though there are some nuisannces that are all minor you deal with it and move on. It’s another thing when you have no fucking job and you sit around on your ass all day and do nothing and get completely bored and depressed out of your skull all day. Today is the 3 month anniversary of me basically throwing away my job and moving 12 hours away. Don’t get me wrong, nothing would have changed had I known what I know now. Well maybe a few things. I still would have moved with my girlfriend and have been completely supportive of her turn to do what she needs to do to get where she needs to be. I would have left my last job a little different. See, I left with this impression that I would still work for them from home. All the tasks that I had done at work, AND MORE, can easily be done outside of the office and the impression I had and was given before I left was that I would be able to do this and would receive work. Ehh. Not so fast. I’ve done about 70 hours of work in 3 months. That’s pathetic. Have I made a mistake? Am I asking the wrong person to send me work? It was like scrapping teeth against a chalkboard to get them to even pay me for the first invoice I sent. I guess my impressions were wrong. Either that or they just don’t care. I don’t know. I remember my last day. I wrote them a fat check for my office computer and it was like, “we won’t give you a exit interview cause you will still be working with us”. Man, what I wouldn’t give to be able to have that exit interview now and tell them what I really thought at the time. I just didn’t have the thoughts organized. So I sit around. I’m looking hard for a new job. I’m hopefully going to get a job at Walmart or something. They usually need more help when it’s the holiday season. I don’t even care anymore. I’ve been sending my resume out to about 10 places a day. There are no jobs where I am in the field that I was in. So I’ve basically tossed that career out the window. Future employers could stumble upon this horribly pathetic page and read that I am pathetic and that I have no real ambition anymore and say, “well screw this guy, he’s no good”. All I know is that shit sucks, but I don’t care. I don’t need your pity, unless you want to write me a check to pay off my student loans. If you want to give me a job I’ll be the best god damn worker you have now or will ever have. It’s all I know. I’ve watched enough ESPN over the past 3 months to kill a small child. I’ll have to post some bullshit so this gets moved farther down the page. Screw it, I’m out.
The Gas Business is not for me
I quit my job at the gas station. It’s not that I didn’t mind the work, it’s just they didn’t have anything for me to do. Sitting around eating slurpies and hot dogs just doesn’t qualify as work to me. Yeah, so the pay was decent.. but I can’t just sit around and do nothing. I’ve got more self respect. I’m gonna apply at the other gas station across the street.
[[Edit - I never worked at a Gas Station, this was a hoax]]
Word of Advice
Alright. Listen closely. This is very very important.
So last night during my graveyard shift at the gas station around 3 AM I was hungry. I thought about my options for a few minutes. I could eat a candy bar. I could eat some more slush puppie ice (going on my 4th big gulp and already doing bathroom visits every 15 minutes). I could eat some beef jerky. All of these options seemed like great ideas but they just didn’t sound like the best idea. So… what shall I decide?
Finally after looking around a few more minutes I came upon the rolling Hot Dog Rotisseries cooker thing. A few dogs from earlier were spinning and I placed my bun in the bun warmer compartment.. I gave it a few seconds to warm my bun cause a warm bun is key to a quality dog. I loaded it with mustard and ketchup and got some slush ice to mix it down with (I know, but I’m addicted) and ate it in probably 4 bites. I was so hungry. That was good. Really good..
But… It just didn’t seem like enough. So what should I do? OH! I tell you what I should do later, lets first say what I did do… So my eyes got all big and my mouth started to water so I loaded up that bun warmer with not another bun, but 3 more buns. Hey! I was hungry. No one was watching.. and it was go-time. When were these dogs placed on the cooker, I don’t know. And I certainly didn’t care. Within minutes I had devoured three more dogs and refilled the big gulp again cause I was thirsty and hungry… It was excellent! Satisfaction achieved..
Well… at least for the moment. A few minutes later I was sitting at the register and all of a sudden I felt a quick sharp pain in my side. And then in my other side.. Without going into too much detail, because this is a PG site, I had a rather unpleasant last couple of hours on my shift and several more hours struggling at home trying to survive.
It turns out that those hot dogs were put on the cooker much much earlier the previous day. No one buys them, and now I know why. So.. the word of advice, if you haven’t figured it out yet is.. DO NOT EAT HOT DOGS FROM THE GAS STATION
I laugh now. But I wasn’t laughing then.
[[Edit - I never worked at a Gas Station, this was a hoax]]
Slushy Icey Drink Thing
Man, I am addicted to this slush puppie icey drink we have down at our gas station. While at work I must drink one of those big gulps (64 oz) like every couple of hours. So by the time I am done with my shift, I consume at least four of them. There’s no such thing as too much sugar.
[[Edit - I never worked at a Gas Station, this was a hoax]]
Unleaded, Super Unleaded, or Premium?
Alright so pretty much no one buys Premium gas. It’s so expensive. I’ve got a case of the dandruff. Rather than ramble on about all the nice people I have met at the gas station over the past few days, I’ll leave you now with some safetfy tips you should always adhere to when refueling.
-Stay near your vehicle’s fueling point when using a self-serve station.
-Do not go back into your vehicle when refueling, regardless of whether you use the nozzle’s hold-open latch.
-If you must re-enter your vehicle while refueling, discharge the static electricity by touching a metal part of the outside of your car away from the filling point before touching and removing the gas nozzle.
-Always turn your engine off before refueling.
-Never smoke, light matches or use a lighter while refueling.
-To avoid spills, do not overfill or top off your gas tank.
-Let the fuel dispenser shut off automatically and leave the nozzle in the tank opening for six to eight seconds so the gasoline in the tank neck can settle down and any remaining gas in the nozzle can drip out of it into the tank.
-When filling a portable container always place it on the ground, and don’t move away from it until you’re through and the cap is back in place.
[[Edit - I never worked at a Gas Station, this was a hoax]]
Good news and bad news
After working an 18 hour shift at the gas station I have a few things to report.
1. We lower gas prices a penny, so come on down to Marathon and buy some gas from me.
2. I have to go back in at 4 PM to work another 18 hour shift.
Hey, at least I have a job, right?
[[Edit - I never worked at a Gas Station, this was a hoax]]
Okay, so what’s next?
Okay, so now that the NFL Draft is over, what do I have to look forward to next? Doing Laundry? Updating myself? Getting my feelers out there feeling? Sunshine? The Stanley Cup? Baseball season? Losing another game of online NBA Live?
As I typed the first line I remembered the NBA Playoffs. Kobe’s in court this week and could show up late for game 5 against Houston back in LA. The Lakers lead the series 3-1 and should be able to close it out Wednesday. They’ll have to face a tough San Antonio team next, which is always rough.
But what else is going on?
As you can see I’ve got some google ads on my site now which can’t hurt. If you see something that catches your eye, don’t hesitate to check it out and click around a little bit.
But what else?
I’ve got a few client projects going on right now.. smoothening out some work that was done by people who aren’t with us anymore. Everything in this department is going well.
I’ve been playing Nintendo games on my computer at home a little bit recently. That’s always fun.
Does anyone else come to this site? Post a reaction? Send me your link and we can be link buddies. Give me a shout out.
I can’t think of anything else right now. I’m still very happy about the Falcons draft this past weekend. I had looked forward to this previous weekend for so long and so hard. Now that it’s passed I’m trying to figure out what’s next.
Also, I changed the archives from showing a full month to only showing a week’s work of blogs. You may notice many more options to the right. I expect google’s search index to update within the next couple of weeks. This way it should be easier for people to find old entries when searching and I’ll also display a wider range of google ads per page. Thanks for the support.

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