So I sit here itis 9:02am (est). I am waiting for FI to get ready (funny right?) and we are going to Atlantic City to see Anthony Bourdain and spend the night. Have a great night on the town, dinner, gamble a little and a little hanky panky....however, last nite he comes home from work almost in tears. He is going to quit his job!!! I am so upset - not at him, just the situation. This punkass who was prolly hired days before him is the "executive" chef and it went right to his head. He has been yelling at everyone and more so my FI nonstop and he just can't take it. It is a brand new restaurant they are doing GREAT! but last nite was his breaking point. He was on the line cooking, and the "head" is yelling at him, so FI says I quit-takes it back and finishes the night out. Mind you today is the wedding that he was supposed to work, but they told him he didn't have to and we could go to the show. ASSHOLE calls him at midnight and says you better be in at 4pm tomorrow (which is today)..WTF kind of move is that?? I don't want him to quit - this place is full of opportunity the owners are GREAT!, but he can't work with someone like HEAD. So now...here I sit, bittersweet of our overnight, and I am gonna be thinking about "money, money,money"...eyahhh...jerks i swear.
That felt good! :)