I totally loathe this day. It’s horrible, and everything’s gone fawk.
I began working at eight. Five past eight our cash machine broke down. It’s all new, installed this thursday. So, we tried to get it to work again for two hours; then came our first costumers. When a few of them had paid, it turned out that they wanted to eat pizza after bowling. So, I had to get into the kitchen to prepare for their buffet. THEN, I happened to see that our brand new coffee machine (we got it YESTERDAY!) was broken – it was water all over the place. So, after working for two hours we’ve already noticed three things wrong.
Then it got worse. When I helped some peeps at the cashier, it turned out that it was at least 20 more people who wanted to eat. So, I panicked and called Pablo, who came right away to help me with the preparations. Then, it turned out that only 19 (and not 36, as I first thought) were going to eat, so he could go home again. When they came to eat, another four people ordered food at the same time. And I got so stressed up, I really just wanted to run home and cry under my covering.
And then I was all alone with the dishes from hell. All over the place; crowded with dirty plates and frying pans. And I really just wanted it to be an ordinary day, with answering the phone and taking care of customers.
(and sowwy-wowwy about the really stinky english of this post, but I’m just so tired and absent right now.)

This evening I think I’ll just relax and watch ”The Emperors new groove” or some episodes of Futurama.