Friday in Review! (In strenuous detail)

So, I wake up this morning about 7AM. I get ready and go to school. Today we had in in-service so that means we get out at 1:00PM. I go through my day and get out at 1PM. Being the nice person I am, I offered to come into work as soon as I could because I thought that Scubway would be swamped with high school students. Naturally they were, and I got there at 1:05PM. We were busy the entire time. A certain employee annoyed the heck out of me today. She's older. She seemed like she didn't want to get her hands dirty with anything. First off, she got the Seafood out (still frozen) and tried to break it up so we could make our sandwich meat. Since it was frozen, she started using scissors to cut up the meat (which isn't an odd thing to do, however I just use my hands. Now since I'm the fool, I didn't realize what she was starting. So being nice, I offered to do it for her since she seemed to be having trouble. So I finished the Crab meat(freezing my hands). Then, she pulls another lazy procedure. She goes to make Teriyaki chicken, and procedes to just poor the sauce on and mix it around on the meat. If you do it properly, all of the meat should be covered (it wasnt), she just stirred it (and didn't use her hands). We also have to weigh the meat. I saw she was doing a half-assed job with that too. They are suppose to have a weight of 3.2 and I see that she's got the meat portions around 3. Now, I'm not trying to go into deep detail about things, but it just bothers me when we are suppose to doing something correctly and then I'm the one who gets chewed for the problem when its IDIOT over there messing things up.
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So I then decide to help her do dishes. I'm much taller than her and I can reach the shelves that we use to dry the trays and things. So I'm helping her, I can she that shes leaving gunk on the trays and passing them on to me to spray and sanitize. (remember, this entire time I'm trying to be nice). On one occasion, I pointed out to her a spot that needed rewashed. Then, she randomly stops to go do something else that wasn't necessacary leaving me with the dishes. WHAT DO YA KNOW? She leaves me the Teriyaki bowl and the Seafood bowl (which have chunks and mayo in it) as well as mayo bottles that needed cleaned (chunks and all). Now the thing that angers me the most, is that she puts these IN the clean dish water. MY WATER IS FOGGY NOW. There is hardly anything that bothers me more than that while working. So I hastily change the water and clean all of her items that she was too lazy to finish. I also came across the cutter that we use to cut Onions, Green Peppers, and Cucumbers. Inside of it, it had pepper chunks as well as onion chunks. So I'm assuming what happened was that DIRTY &^%&$ neglected to clean the cutter inbetween doing onions and peppers. TALK ABOUT CROSS CONTAMINATION! YUK!
Overall, I wasn't impressed, and luckily I dont have to work with her that often. However, I have to work with that Nazi tomorrow.

After I got off work, I went in and got the "take out" from the Music Boosters BBQ dinner. I bought 2 meals for my parents and brought them home for them just after work. I then went to the Varsity Basketball game at 7PM. I picked up Bryce and his brother. Bryce and I hung out at the game. We somewhat screwed around, but we actually played almost every song. We ended up leaving during the half.

There were three picture perfect moments that I wish I had my camera. One of the three was when the national anthem was being played, ALL THAT JAZZ sang and while they sang, the flag had a gentle breeze of air the moved the tip. The second, was during one moment when I looked over at ADAM playing the drums. He was sitting on the chair with his legs up in the seat in front of him and drumsticks on his lap. For some odd reason, it looked like a good picture. The final picture that I wish I would have been able to take was when I stood behind Coach H. during the end of the JV game. He was directly in front of me near the doorway by the gym furnace vent. He was leaned up against it, and a younger boy (Adam B.) game up to him and tugged him on the brim of his shirt, and looked up and asked, "Coach are we going to win?". Now, the likeliness of Rossville actually winning the Varsity game was very slim (which as it turns out, they didn't win), however Coach looked down on the boy and said "Yes we will". This was coaches final home game of his career, it was his last. It was also Senior Night. The irony of the entire thing was bittersweet. The team we played was our main rival, and we lost. However, as I look back in my time in school, Coach took us to State and WON! That was the first time in 93 years! The great thing about that moment that I experienced, was that Coach looked down (during the game and took time to talk to him when his mind was elsewere.

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In sickness and in Health

Blah! Being sick is no fun thing. Well, it is if you have Spiderman 2 for XBOX in your room. I recently borrowed it from JD. It's fun stuff. You can basically explore everything you want in downtown Manhattan. It seems to have all of the buildings in New York which is great to explore because we are going to NYC for the Band Trip. I'm so excited for it. I'm going to buy a portable DVD player, that way I'll have some form of entertainment for the 15 hour drive there! Yay, this week (from wed-sun) I'll be getting 27 hours at SCRUBWAY....just what I need! Anywho, thought I ought to update! ADIOS!

A few crazy nights, and one Food Fight!

Well after an enjoyable week of fun and being grounded, I have chosen to Update.

The Crazy Nights
Friday night I went o'er to Amys, for fun. They had somewhat of a party with some parents downstairs having fun, while we were upstairs. The highlight of the night was when Carson basically pulled out Kung Foo and kicked Dustin G. in the nuts. It was completely random, but halirous.

Last night after the game, Leah and I went out to Steak 'N Shake, however we changed our plans and went to IHOP. Good stuff! We talked until about 12:30. My stomach still hurts from laughing so much. Talk about Pot Holes! Life can have it's potholes!

The Food Fight
Welp, on Friday it finally happened. One lunch lady who has worked at the school for 21 years said that there has never been a food fight, until Friday. Lemme lay it down for ya.....

Friday....the day of food. The quiet staring across the lunch room of anxiety finally hit it's peak. The Lunch....; Hot Pockets, Banana; Salad; Brownie; Milk. The occasional banana peel and other food would begin to fly across the determined war zone. This planned food tossing was scheduled for Friday, however many people thought that it was just all-talk and that noone would do it. The battle broke loose when (I believe)the first banana peel shot across the ceiling with a beautiful arch. Suddenly lots of people were throwing things. Some people took it to heart to hit people they disliked. A few basketball players nearly had bruises on their faces because of being pegged with entire bananas. This war came to its peak when someone grabbed chunks of their salad, and chucked it across the room. The salad hit several people. Rumor was that there was salad dressing on the lettuce. Personally, I threw about three croutons and a chunk of my brownie. The war didn't really turn out to be Juniors against Seniors, nor Seniors against Freshmen it was somewhat a Free-for-all. At its peak, students could be seen dodging food, and hiding under tables. Now one might ask, where was the supervision? The answer; outside in a hallway talking to eachother. Right off the bat, Perkins was hit in the head with a milk carton. People were throwing Milk Shakes, bananas, pop bottles, hot pockets, salad; just about everything!

As people started to scatter, the throwing died down. People were politely taking their trays up to the counter, and in that, there was a big group of people. People were still throwing food when we were up there. As I walked by, I saw a group of lunch ladies standing in the doorway of one of their serving lines. They didn't appear to be looking happy. As I walked by, I couldn't help but wonder what they were thinking. I was thinking something on the lines of "oh crap, we're going to have to clean all of this up", to "that's embarassing". I found out later that the lunch ladies ran out of bananas, and gave out apples. It never occurred to me that they were being passed out, when our table was hit with one. As it turns out, when I talked to several of the lunch ladies about it, they thought it was funny. They we're actually happy that we we're throwing food, because they knew that they wouldn't have to clean it all up. I finally got my tray into the tray counter, and then moved on, while dodging some food. I wondered out into the Commons area to discuss this entire event with my friends.

Finally, the teachers had realized what had happened and they corralled everyone from the halls, and brought everyone back into the Lunch room. The principal, yelled a little bit, and said that it wouldn't be tollerated if it happened again. He said that "the people who threw food must stay and clean up, and everyone else may go back to class". So naturally I had this problem., should I go, or stay? If I stayed, they would automatically label me as someone who threw and I would be putting myself out there to be caught. The simple image of this little crouton twirling infront of me kept recurring in my head. And I didn't want to have a guilty conscience. So, naturally, I stayed. I wasn't going to lie. There we're several students who stayed and helped clean up, who didn't even throw anything. Overall, the clean-up was mostlikely the fastest that the lunch room has been cleared after lunch.

After the cleaning was over, I left, just like everyone else. I went back to my study hall/class, and was getting ready to go to my next class, when the phone rang, and I was told to hold tight, that one of the administraters would be coming to get me. Finally, he did, and I went into his office, to await my meeting with the Principle. Apparently, they coaxed some girl into spilling it all and I guess my name was mentioned.

As it was my turn to enter the room of death, I went in and sat down. For about 5 minutes, I was interrogated. They wanted names. And you'd think I'd give names? I was about angry enough getting caught, when all I threw were a couple of croutons and a chunk of treat? People we're throwing pop bottles, and APPLES........APPPLESSS! Those could knock someone out. By George if I was gonna give out names! So I really didn't give them any help. "Who started it?", "Who's idea was it?", "Who planned it?", "Who threw what?". I nearly got a minor out of the whole incident. It somewhat angered me when people that were clearly throwing things never got into trouble. At the end of the school day, there was like a twenty minute meeting in the Auditorium of all of the high school. The principle had to write down what he was wanting to say, because he's a panzy. "This is from the heart, guys"--bah! So basically, it got me out of my U.S. History class for 20 mins for a two minute lecture that taught us nothing. I have to go in Monday morning for detention tomorrow. Sounds like fun!

In all, I really have no regrets. I'm writing this down because I never wanna forget the details. I had the privlige of talking to a Janitor who thought it was funny, about what had happened. He said that at his High School, people used to have the walls coated with food, and that this would be an overreation. Oh well!