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75 hours without a day off.
Feeling like shit.
Massive tables to serve tonight.
The fun doesn’t stop.
Alright… Maybe it was a horribly busy 13 hour shift on 4 hours sleep, on a Sunday, on deep clean day… But:
1) a random customer stopped me, knew me (or rather my cooking) by name, and complimented my food, and “always loves the food when I’m on”
And 2) I walk in the house after a full day of not eating to hear, “we’re going to pizza hut, want us to get you a Pizza? More than redeemed my day.
Made the most delicious sweet potato and spinach curry at work… Oh, Jesus it was good…