Tuesday...

...is my Monday. On Mondays, which I love, I can't wait until I get to work. It's so that I can start the work week. But since I'm off on Mondays...Tuesdays are my favorite day of the week. Until...

We get our food order on Tuesdays. We can't really start doing any prep work or cooking until the truck makes it's delivery. Being that Monday was a holiday, I KNEW something was going to happen, and it did. Started with the driver texting one of the other cooks that the truck would be late, usually comes around 11 am, we start work at 10 am. Said the truck would be there at 11:45 am, that's REALLY late. 680 pounds, 15 cases of chicken breast have to be cleaned, cooked and sliced on Tuesday to assemble on Wednesday. Projected time we leave...9 pm. Truck didn't come until 1:45 pm  o.O

So, we looking at a time of leaving...around 10 10:30 pm, until it was suggested.. We just clean the chicken and be at work at 6am. 2 people come in at that time with me being one of them. The other 2 people come in at 10am. Sounds like a plan, right? Something is bound to NOT go right. Okay, we have to cook it, slice it AND assemble the meals, which I see is gonna take much more time. I do the slicing and the assembling of the food trays and if the other 2 people are coming in at 10am... I said have EVERYONE come in, but no, kids have to be seen off to school. That is why I say in this field you should be without children because we work as a team and if the team is ALL coming in at a certain time, everyone should.  It's ni biggie though, I will do what I can. If it means STILL assembling on a Saturday when we are putting the orders in boxes to be delivered and picked up, so be it. It's work, and that is what I do.