well work was exactly the way i expected it to be. rich and Jessica 'cooked' before barush while i handled 100% of the back work. i cut 18 bell peppers, chopped 6 buckets of onions, make a double dose of french toast, a dose of pancake mix, setup chicken, rinsed raw chicken, cut bread, setup cheese galore. seems like more.. oh yeah i setup b&g and the next soup (chicken noodle for those curious). that was all before 1 o'clock. that's when the poor excuse of a barush started. its not even barush anymore. its the same group of 10 people who go to the bar every day and come to the truckstop. its just a question of how many people they convinced to come up there with them. cops pretty much stopped going there all together, so its a hotspot for sure after the bars are closed, until about 5. last night though was particularly slow. i cooked maybe 5 orders, Jessica did the rest and you can guarantee she left early too. she sucker-punched rich into helping her move. he seems to have weak skin. guaranteed if i helped someone move it would be on that good payback mode, either in gas, smoke or a returned favour. seems like she just got him to do it for the sake of being in the way of a problem that needed a solution. poor soul. off today, going to soak and feed lenin in a bit. usually my tortoise isn't about eating too early so I'll try first at 8 and if he's not game for it I'll go for 830 or 9. i just wanted to get home so i didn't get gas like i needed to, so I'll have to do that before the day starts for me.