HUMPDAY

It's Wednesday, again. And with it, comes our hot dog special with fries and a drink for $2.85 which is a great price. But it comes with not much money at the end of the night in the register. Yesterday we lost phone service because some moron building a road dug into the fiber optic lines. We lost a lot of business because we had no phones all day. Today, we have HUMPDAY special and I soooo need to pay these damn taxes still. Every month I have over $1,000 in withholding taxes and another close to $1,000 in sales taxes due. I need to get through this winter. Please GOD! Help me get through this winter and into the summer. Then we can rock out all summer! God willing we will ROCK the bank next summer. God willing, the weather will be sunny and clear every day next summer! And God willing, we will come into the autumn months with a bit more padding for the next winter.

I love it, don't get me wrong. I love the people. I love the food compliments. I love the people who work with me. I love it all. But I could do without the taxes, and I could do without the kids who want a job but don't want to work when I need them to. It gets to be crazy when I have like a few employees and one of them has something come up and has to call off or something. Then it is like pulling eye teeth to get someone who wants to cover the shift. Or when someone try's to pull a "Ferris Bueller" and say their grandmother is dying. Having a friend call and pretend to be their mother. It is funny though, because I did the same thing when I was their age.

I love it all, just please God, help me out here. Put the customers in the building, the money I need in the register, and the bank balance in the black.

Love you all. <3