sad songs for dirty lovers

its been awhile since i did a regular blog, its been kinda crazy in my world. I had a staffer quit, we had to fire another one and where setting up to fire another. We’ve also been hella busy at the cafe and i need to completely redo my bakery menu mid season because my boss thinks it “sucks” (it doesn’t, he just doesn’t get what i’m tossing out there)

so here it is, my ramblings.

the themes for the day are responsibility and live music.

my boss is a great guy, i consider us good friends and good partners in the fight against competition but lately i feel like he doesn’t care about my side. our company owns several restaurants in the area, i run one and he and 2 supervisors run another. i never feel the support that they do, i’ve been with the company longer then the 3 of them and still cant seem to be heard unless i make a stink. i know the saying ‘the squeaky wheel gets the grease’ but thats not how i was raised (my parents preached ‘work hard, the people that matter will notice hard work’ philosophy). it just sucks that there are 3 of them to cover issues over there and i am the only one at the cafe, i mean today was the first day off i’ve had since the 4th. I don’t want to resent my job and the people i work with and for but im slowly slipping there. I mean its just getting to much, i get 7 am phone calls nearly every day about shit that my boss can easily handle but he has a delightful habbit of turning his phone off at night, or on silent, or forgetting it somewhere. So i get the angry phone calls the higher-ups about meeting with the insurance guy or the health inspector on my day off because MY BOSS WONT KEEP HIS GD phone on!! Its frustrating to see myself slip because i cant be there everyday, but i care to much about what i do and who i work for to let shit slip, i refuse to fail at running the cafe  but i cant seem to get my footing because i just dont have the support from him.

so after a perticularly frustrating day with my boss i came home to a message from a friend that essentally said “live music. block away from your place. come now”  to which i replied “today killed me, sorry. i just dont think id be good company” and her response was “there playing Springsteen” and i ran over. it was there that i was reminded of one of my basic princapals of life, that live music fixes everything. within moments i was swept up in a world of folk covers and bluegrass gospel, and all my worries melted away. the band wasnt perticuallarly amazing but they were there and they did what i expect live music to do, it took me away. this happend last night as well. I went to the venue for one drink with a friend who has been out of town for awhile and got pulled into this wonderfull rock-operetta about Peter Pan and Wendy and songs about the life cycle of a dragonfly. the horn section was PHENOMINAL, who ever said a trumpet player cant be sexy has not seen Flying Foxes and The Hunter Gatherers cause their guy was AMAZING….

so i just got a bbm and a phone call about work so now i have to go calm the masses….

sometimes i hate cell phones.

but ill leave you with this little nugget of OTH wisdom

Every song has a CODA, a final movement. Whether it fades out or crashes away. Every song ends. Is that any reason not to enjoy the music? The truth is, there is nothing to be afraid of. It’s just life..

sad songs for dirty lovers is the title of a season 4 episode of One Tree Hill and the title of an album by the fantastically talented band ‘The National’

until next time

– be a river with me


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s