fuck this. i'm working my 15th sunday in a row or some bullshit like that. it's the only complaint i have about my job. come summertime, sunday is THE day that everyone in the local world gets to stay drunk and stoned all day on the beautiful outer beach (including my bosses and most of my co-workers). then they all stroll into my bar, shitty and happy, and having a fantastic time, and i'm supposed to smile and serve them as if i don't want to punch each and every one of them in the throat and then jam their coronas up their asses.

because the bosses stroll in drunk, around 7 or 8pm, they like to have me there as a sober, responsible figure. you know, to make sure the place doesn't burn down, so the cooks don't get wasted in the kitchen, so the b-team servers i'm forced to babysit on such nights don't completely fuck things up and send people out the door muttering "never again"...

every sunday in the summer, a group of my friends, as well as the boyfriend's huge, fun family get together from all across new england, and drive out on the outer beach, as far as you can go, and have a huge, a.m.-til-sundown bbq. they sun, surf, play paddleball, eat, baci ball, drink, swim, frisbee...it's an absolute blast. last summer i could never go. and this year i don't have my own beach truck, just my little mazda zoom zoom, which certainly isn't four-wheel drive. i want to have fun on sundays! i've worked nearly every sunday since i started in the restaurant industry 13 years ago. it's absolute donkey balls that a girl can't get a holy day off without requesting it weeks in advance, with a truly severe excuse as to why it's imperative to schedule me off. and i usually have to offer myself in some other way to make the offer sweeter. if only i did the schedule...it's the only thing i don't do at work, and it's really starting to piss me off.

waaaaaaahhhhhhh.

you say this like you don't know how to get what you want

expand.

Sunday's a work day.

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I have to work today so my boss can go get laid.. lucky bastard.

my boss will have whiskey dick by the time he gets back from the vineyard tonight and probably go straight to bed upstairs, and his wife, my other boss, will sit at my bar and drink two bottles of a terribly unremarkable cheap white wine and flirt with any of my male friends that happen in to visit me, bitching that her asshole kids don't ever listen and her jersey hair gets frizzy when it rains.

i just had to leave an old school tom and jerry cartoon marathon on this grey rainy day to go deal with this crap. sunday night at work: here i come with my bad attitude.

sunday night at work: here i come with my bad attitude.

That makes two of us. *ugh*

You know what would make both of your Sundays better?

http://www.ohmibod.com/boditalk.html

I told those fucks down at the league office a thousand times that I don't roll on Shabbos!

What's Shabbos?

Saturday, Donny, is Shabbos, the Jewish day of rest. That means that I don't work, I don't get in a car, I don't fucking ride in a car, I don't pick up the phone, I don't turn on the oven, and I sure as shit DON'T FUCKING ROLL! Shomer shabbos!

nobody should have to work on the fucking sabbath day.

You know what would make both of your Sundays better?

http://www.ohmibod.com/boditalk.html

You want me to give Danzig my number, don't you??

Hell, I'd give everyone my number if I had that ...

nobody should have to work on the fucking sabbath day.

What about Priests and Rabbis?  They always have to work on Sabbath I suppose.

in a brutal 6-off, 1-on cycle

I told those fucks down at the league office a thousand times that I don't roll on Shabbos!

What's Shabbos?

Saturday, Donny, is Shabbos, the Jewish day of rest. That means that I don't work, I don't get in a car, I don't fucking ride in a car, I don't pick up the phone, I don't turn on the oven, and I sure as shit DON'T FUCKING ROLL! Shomer shabbos!

I'll be at the Lewbowski Fest in Louisville this year.

in a brutal 6-off, 1-on cycle

I worked at a church for two years (as an atheist administrator), and worked under three different priests (especially under their desks on their off days).

I can tell you that priests do not get 6 days off.  They get part of Monday off usually as a respite for the rest of the week constantly having to deal with old people, poor people, homeless people, hopeless people, and dieing people.  If you think it is an easy job it most certainly is not.  For the hours they have to keep and the stuff they have to put up with I'd say most of them are pretty underpaid, with the exception of all those super churches that are literally drowning in dollars but I think those are the exception rather than the rule.

Also, the Sermon is generally the only part of a church service that isn't pre-constructed from existing materials that the overarching religious body ordains or whatever.  I put together about a hundred church services and I don't even believe in any of that shit.  If you told me the weekend of the service and the denomination of the church I could probably tell you 90% of what they are going to do at the service.  And I've never once attended a church service (that I wasn't getting paid for by my employer).

I went to church as a genuine believer for 17 years and I know how much time church leaders put into the community.



That aside, did you actually believe I wasn't joking with that comment? I know you tend to take people at their word but wow.

I'll be at the Lewbowski Fest in Louisville this year.

That sounds fun. Assuming there's one up here, I should drag C to it.

and me! although you wouldn't have to drag me to anything lebowski-esque.

They've been doing road trips with Lebowski Fest, I think they just finished one across the U.S.

The official one is usually in Louisville. I was at the 2nd one, and Jeff Dowd (The real life Dude) bowled with everyone. He sidled up to us and threw a couple of strikes before moving on.

You can check it out at lebowskifest.com

Basically a couple of stoners made good.

My cousin had several birthday parties (when she was a teenager) at the bowling alley they filmed much of Lebowski at. True story.

I dont have a Sabbath rant.

I would like to go to a Lebowski fest.

I would like to go to a spit roast....

(keeping in topic)

at a lebowski fest...


on the sabbath.

punch each and every one of them in the throat and then jam their coronas up their asses.

So... what are you charging for that these days?

Chad, did you do catholic? I cant remember. Did you ever use an Ordo? Those things are confusing

whenever we'd go out to the houseboat i was either pregnant or babysitting.

all that shitting outdoors and can't even drink.

Sunday again and I'm off to work. 

I did afterhours support this last week. Was going well, no calls, until early Saturday morning, when I got called while in the middle of getting laid.

Kinda killed it. 

You sould tell ya misses not to call you at work.