Hi everyone, A little late again sorry. When I tell you what I did on Friday I’m sure you’ll understand. So Tuesday started off with a cracker. 30 for lunch and 20+ for dinner. But its easy come, easy go in this game. Wednesday was a complete failure. We had a wicked snow storm and as a result we did, I think, 15 covers all day. Thursday was ok but things weren’t going well in the Resto and one of my staff got the brunt of it. I can be a bit high strung from time to time. I don’t like to be like that but I find if you ask nicely for something, it doesn’t always get done. When you lose your temper though, people listen. And funny enough the problem was rectified. I was actually surprised this person did not walk out. But what does that tell me? This person has the drive and fire that I do and she sees the same vision as me.... I love it!
Friday was a good day with a busy lunch and a relativity good diner. Jake came in for diner with Michelle. Amy and Jordan popped in as well as a couple of other associates whom I met during my NOHFC saga. Friday night I went home, laid down on the bed fully clothed and played with the dog for a sec. I woke up the next morning still in my clothes and still on top of the covers. Wow.... I haven’t done that since the SaVoy days. HAHAHA!
Saturday lunch was good and diner was fantastic. No rest for the wicked though. Sunday (a day off), I went in to do the till since Grace was too knackered Sat night to finish it up. Monday (my other day off), I went in to do a massive cleaning. I was looking for something very precious to me. Jake, and a few other friends and family members, bought me some personalized licence plates for Christmas. Like a dolt, I’ve gone and lost them. I’ve looked everywhere but to no avail. I told Jake on Monday and although he took it quite well I could see he was sad. I hope they turn up.
Now something completely different.
I got an email this week from someone reading my Website in Alberta. She pointed out all the spelling mistakes I’ve made. This has been an on going comment. My friend Amy calls me on it all the time. This is something I’ve learned to live with. I can’t spell. Big deal get over it. I don’t talk about it much, because I can’t stand ppl who use it as a crutch. But, I have dyslexia. I was diagnosed in 1985. Back when dyslexia wasn’t cool. In fact it was not believed to exist. My mother was told many things, including that I was lazy, stupid. And even retarded. I was told I’d have to live the rest of my life with a calculator in one hand and a dictionary in the other. I simply couldn’t be helped. Luckily through determination and not believing the school board my mother and father found help. I was sent away to a boy’s school for dyslexic boys. I was12 years old and failed grade 5 twice and was thrown into grade 6 because you can’t fail more than twice (what a joke) reading and writing at a grade 3 level with an IQ somewhere in the high 130’s. I went to the Sheila Morrison School for Boys and in a year and a half I went into grade nine. I mean to go from Grade three to Grade nine in 18 months is remarkable. also makes me wonder about the public school system, but I digress To much information I know. But I feel this is why I am the way I am. Determined, and never give up attitude. I got my grade 12 diploma and when through college. I have learned to over come almost all of my adversities except for spelling. I actually kind of like when ppl point out my spelling mistakes on my web site, Twitter account or Blog. It means they’re reading it.! I get Mitchell to proof read my blogs and she does a great job. She leaves some things in though because of the way I talk. I think they’re pure brilliant. It’s me, I’m different and that’s why I’m successful in life. Because I’m diferent. There’s an old saying. “You laugh at me because I’m different. I laugh at you because you’re all the same”
So back to the Resto. We are moving forward but were still sorting out things. I’m not sure any of my staff actually like me ha ha ha. But I hope they at least respect me. I believe you need to earn respect and I’ve done all I can to do that. I’m there from 9am till Close and I do dishes, cook and even serve. But I’m a demanding So and So. I want what I want and in this day and age where you can’t look at some the wrong way or they’ll be insulted. I’m not sure ppl can take it. Well I do not apologise. I want 5 diamonds and I will get it or die trying. Those who can work with me will go to the top. Those who can’t will fall to the wayside. That’s how I roll. And probably why I can count my friends on one hand. Ha ha ha. Oh well!
Tuesday lunch was insane. 30+ covers some of North Bays high rollers. And a very special guest. My cousin Marny and her husband Gary drove 3 hours up to North Bay with my Aunt for lunch. I had no idea they were coming but it made me feel so good to see them. Dinner was a bust!!!! I was hoping for the good weather to bring ppl in but the weather was so good last night I feel many ppl stayed home and fired up the BBQ’s. But Wednesday is a new day and we’ll see what we can do with it. And just for a quick plug. I have to give a big thank you to my sous chef Kyla. This chick is amazing. I try to be in the kitchen as much as possible. But in being the owner I have to leave or yap on the phone etc. Kyla is so professional and looks after me so well. She’s great. So with Kyla in the back and Grace out front we have no choice but to succeed.
Sorry for blabbing on but I can’t sleep. Remember I told you about my sleeping habits in the first couple of blogs? Of course you do. You are faithful reader and wait with anticipated breath for these blogs…… ha ha ha I’m such a tool.
Night all.
Le Commis Glenn Chemise.
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