Hard Work, Work…

I don’t Social Media these days. I don’t do much of anything. All I do is work. I’ve trained most of my life for this in one way or another.

Running a kitchen is one thing. Running a restaurant is another. I’m in the process of learning how a high volume restaurant works. I’ve worked places like this, but only as a cook, where I come in, do my shift and leave. Running this circus is something else entirely.

There are orders to make and schedules and training and systems and checklists. Cooks need coaching and encouragement. Mine do a great job. People need to be hired, and people leave for a myriad of reasons. Even with everything going on, I still cook on the line for lunch and dinner, every day.

I recently invested in a smart watch. There are a lot of messages flying back and forth, and this little tech trinket is intended to help me keep up. It counts my steps too. I had over 17,000 yesterday.

I don’t know if I’m complaining or explaining right now. It’s hard, it’s tiring, it’s something I haven’t done before. I feel like it’s starting to come together. My inculcated instinct to succeed allows me to persist even when motivation is waning.