Saturday, October 7, 2023

First day back at work...

...at the one (Thai) restaurant where I work now:

1) When I go to punch my timecard, there's a blank swath of 20 days.

2) When I walk up front for dinner shift, there's a catering assembly line like I'd never seen before, of the owners and their daughters and the old (white) (Jewish) couple who were community liaisons for the wife with a tired face way back when she first came here from Thailand to study at the local university, since some university club had ordered like 300 individually trayed meals of a great array of different items, and that's a ton of work and so they had to go call in everyone and their brother to handle it.

They took up so much space, I actually had to go fold silverware at a back table of the restaurant, there simply was not any room behind the counter where we usually do it.

3) With the one middle daughter where I tease her that she's a strange woman who steals meals and never pays, I pretended like they had caught her and put her to work to work off her debt, and at one point I told her while she was helping, "You know, with what they're making you do, it's probably just easier to go get a job and come in here and buy meals rather than stealing them," to which she put on a character persona and agreed with me.

4) The self-titled "American mom" of the wife owner with the tired face told me when she and her husband were leaving that I'm "a riot," because when they stuck around for a (free) meal after helping out with the catering order, whenever I'd refill their water glasses I'd pretend to be concerned about their meal and be like, "Is everything okay with your food? I saw you talking a lot with the owners."

5) I had a nagging feeling that I had forgotten something during shift set-up, and like an hour in, I finally realized what it was, I had forgotten to put a filled water pitcher up by the front host stand, so we had that there as a stopgap to fill up customers' glasses by up there, if they needed it.

6) Towards the end of shift, my one (Chinese-American) coworker and my one sound guy coworker were helping me with this one wordsearch puzzle involving two-word band names where they gave you initials of each word but not the actual names, and we were looking for something "T???? TWINS" and for a second we thought we saw the word "TIT," and so we started talking about how Titty Twins would be a good band name, like maybe 2 women who played pop punk.

Later, when we got down to the final final entries and were stuck, I came back from doing something and started going through the grid line by line, and had asked them if they had been doing the same.

"No,* they both were like.

"What the f*ck, people," I was like, "Do I have to go do everything for you? You have to get systematic at this point, if you want to finish this puzzle and win."

Then, I was like, "You two are the f*cking titty twins, since you're both such f*cking babies where I have to go and do everything for you."

(They were amused by that.)

7) At least three of my coworkers have never gotten COVID, that's at least two (Guatemalans) and my one (older) (Thai) coworker who's a whiz at the phones.

She says I got it at the farmer's market, and when I asked her if she really thought that, she asked me if I wore a mask there, and I was like, not when students got back and to be honest it got pretty crowded then, and she was like, "See?".

She also said that people who are careful get it, and people who don't care, don't, though, oddly, she always wears a mask.

8) As I was walking home and crossing an intersection a few blocks from my house, a(n early 30s) (white) (short brown haired) jogger in a hot pink shirt who was out preternaturally late was rounding the corner there right when I got to it, and she called out and was like, "Sorry!", and I was like, "Don't worry, as long as you don't roll me for my takeout, it's all good," and at that she turned her head back and gave me.a laugh, as she continued to run up the sidewalk away from me.

Friday, October 6, 2023

Some fun language breakthroughs.

Before I came down with COVID, I'd been casting about for new ideas about the one ancient language that I've been studying intensively for the past few years, and I had arrived at a new strategy for getting them:

1) Intensively read through texts from different eras and think about how A connects to B;

2) Read through bit by bit this new edition of a big fat book of patterns of how sh*t changes in the world's languages; and

3) Find big fat comprehensive grammars of different stages of the language I'd been studying, in order to read through them and see what clues people had missed, in relation to unanswered questions I'd had.

Often, too, I'd look sh*t up in normal dictionaries and etymological dictionaries and whatnot, and very frequently I'd just kind of stare off into space, and muse.

Also, kind of randomly I'd been reading a historical handbook of a modern language  of scholarship for which we have the ancient counterpart, and that gave me a sense of what is potentially knowable for the language I've been studying, and that only served to confirm for me once again just how f*cked so much of scholarship in that area is.

Anyhow, I'm only like a third of the way through the first grammar of the language I've been studying, and just by doing that a half hour a day, I've been turning up new "obvious in retrospect" sh*t just left and right.

It's kind of insane.

Heck, while I was stuck at home for a few weeks with COVID, I came up with 3-5 fun and sexy and memorable idea alone during that time, one perhaps major major.

Thursday, October 5, 2023

Coffee, and bread (2 of 2): Bread.

During my COVID bout, I did go to the close local bakery while obeying CDC guidelines, and I got a few loaves of sourdough, among other things, because I'd been making homemade baba ganoush.

The one I froze, and the other I kept on my counter for slices to toast whenever I wanted some baba ganoush.

Oddly, one slice I pulled out had a very wet small spot towards the bottom, which I couldn't figure out, since it had been bagged in plastic, and so I just assumed it had somehow gotten wet after I pulled the slice of bread out of the bag.

But then, a few days later, I look at the bread on the counter, and I can see a spot of mold right there in that same spot on the top slice of bread.

So, I open it up and pull it out, and it's only there, so I tear that part out, pull out the last two slices, and put all of them in a different bag to go put them in my freezer.

And still even now, I really have no f*cking idea how that wet spot got there.

Wednesday, October 4, 2023

Coffee, and bread (1 of 2): Coffee.

So, because of COVID disrupting where I usually shop, I ran out of Bustelo brick coffee, and the local nearby co-op had shit selection, for my tastes.

But, I remembered that ages ago my one (cool) (Ethiopian) coworker from the resthome where I used to work had gifted me a nice vacuum-sealed thing of roasted whole-bean coffee that she brought back from Addis Ababa, so I dug that out, only since I don't have a coffee grinder, I had to crush the beans in a bowl with the back of a nice big soup spoon.

I tried that in my little stovetop espresso maker, but the grind was too big to give a good coffee, so I improvised a French press instead by putting a strainer over a bowl and pouring boiling water through the coffee in it, and the letting the grounds soak there a while.

And, I have to say, it's smooth and delicate and nice, and is some damn fine coffee.

I drink it out of the bowl.

Tuesday, October 3, 2023

COVID home-testing problem.

With this one type of COVID home-test, I can't tell if the bottom line that shows if you're positive is really there or not.

Like, under a certain type of bright light, you can see it super super super faintly, but it's not clear if it's an effect of the reagent soaking the strip and changing its opaqueness, apart from its maybe causing the dye there to come to the surface.

This happened twice over two days, with the same style of test.

. . .

(Several days later beyond that, a different style of test showed me being clearly negative.)

Monday, October 2, 2023

Another text convo...

 ...with my one (professor) friend who studies (modern) (Czech) literature, where I was saying how I feel better everyday, but I still have some COVID fatigue 2 weeks after first testing positive, and that I was going to wait just a bit longer to go back to work, and that I'd request slower shifts with at least a day in between them so I could rest:

Her:

Sounds good. Don't over do it

I mean you are 30 now 

. . .

Sunday, October 1, 2023

Text convo...

 ... with my one (chubby) (Thai) coworker at the (Thai) restaurant where I work now, with the context of how I always save my quarters for her so she can give me bills and have change to do laundry:


Me (writing in slightly simpler and less slangy sentences than I normally do):

When I finally come back to work, your clothing will probably be very very dirty.

Because there was no one to give you quarters for laundry, and you never did laundry for all that time.

[emoji of somber blushing face with wide eyes]


Her:

[emoji of person laughing and a single tear coming out of each eye]

Yessss

I can't do laundry 

Please comeback to work 


Me:

Lol


. . .