It All Starts at the Top

So, first official week is in the books... to say I'm overwhelmed my be the grossest understatement of the year.  I'm trying to keep it together... I really am.  But there's so much.  Just. So. Much.

Orders. Schedules. Organization. Recipes. Menus.  And Staff... oh the staff...

So, I have some problem children.  Expected a little resistance.  Expected a little butt hurt.  Did not expect the level of passive-aggressive, childish behavior that I have seen out of the two that were supposed to be my leaders... my rocks.  This week will be their reckoning.  I'm not spiteful.  I am not passive-aggressive (anymore).  I've given them time to get through it.  Time to get over themselves.  Nothing is changing... In fact, it's getting worse.  I really didn't expect anyone to bend over backwards to help me, but I didn't expect this kind of behavior.  I'm not sure that they aren't trying to sabotage me.  That's fine. Their problem is that they don't know how replaceable they are.  They believe that everything is going to fall apart without them there... and it might for a day or two... but not for long.  You see, I know enough people and have enough support that I can get a team together that I can build and actually teach without getting so much resistance that I feel like an Ohm meter.  And if I have to, I can work 80-100 hours for a week or two to make sure that shit doesn't fall apart.  I'm not weak.  This is something that they are soon to find out about.  This is what they do not expect.  This will be their end...

So, my final thoughts on this... I'm struggling right now.  I know myself well enough to know that this is happening.  But I also know what my abilities are.  I know what I am capable of.  These folks are also showing me what they are capable of and they will unravel themselves in a very short amount of time if they don't figure that out.  All I'm asking for is to meet me halfway.  Make an effort.  If you can't do that, I don't need you... and the sooner you realize that, the better off you're going to be.  And if you don't realize that, I know that I'm not going to have to deal with you much longer. 

Peace out

What I Don't Get to Do

So, the "cleaning house" bit isn't happening until tomorrow... It is taking way more time than I am comfortable with and management isn't doing me any favors by letting it drag.  The next few days are going to be tough... emotionally draining I'm guessing. 

My day off was today.  But I have spent a good portion of it crunching numbers, trying to work on a tentative schedule, putting together a pairing menu for Valentine's Day (that I learned about yesterday), and generally thinking about nothing but all the things I have to do.  I got a phone call this morning at 11 informing me that our walk-in froze last night and all the produce that was in it was a total loss... We have issues with our hood filters.  Shit is so dramatic right now.  I did stop for a while today to spend some time with my best friend... made some healthy dinner... watched some tv.  I'm just trying not to let this consume me all the time.  I will not allow any job to ever do that to me again.  I've lost people in my life because I became too involved in something that in the grand scheme of things was completely irrelevant to my life... never again.

This is what I do... there's no denying that.  It's who I am, but that does not mean it defines me. 

And So it Begins...

Today was "Observing" day.  Watching the kitchen, evaluating staff, efficiency, food, cleanliness... the whole nine.  Then there were meetings... consultants, GMs, owners... There is so much information to process and so much still left to gather.  My head is spinning and my mind is racing and if I'm being completely honest, I'm already stressed out.

Oh, did I mention that the Health Inspector came to pay a visit today to.  Yep, first day, inspection day.  Luckily he wasn't the world's greatest inspector.  That's all I'll say about that.

I feel a little dirty.  You see, the person running the kitchen isn't me yet.  There is another guy... and I'm there under the guise of a "consultant."  It doesn't really do me any favors with the rest of the staff to keep up this rouse for long.  I need them to trust me and I'm doing one of the only things that will instantly lose you respect points with your staff... you know, other than that no-call, no-show bullshit.

I've been looking at schedules... tomorrow I'll look at inventory.  Wednesday, we'll "clean house" and I'll be that person in charge.  I have no idea what the hell I'm doing.  I could identify about thirty blatant problems today.  I'm afraid I'll find thirty more tomorrow.  Where the hell do I even start?  I've never had to keep up with numbers in this field.  I've never had to make sure I hit any reasonable levels in this field.  Sure, I've done inventory and product control in a couple of other industries, but will it translate?  I guess only time will tell.

What I do know is that there are a lot of people looking to me for answers already.  There are a lot of people who are depending on me.  The fate of this place lies solely on a few key people and I just happen to be one of them. That is a lot of pressure for someone who spent most of the summer slinging hash, making coffee, and washing dishes.  My pedigree is short, but it is large.  I hope I have learned enough in the last 5 short years to help me make it through this.  I hope I learn enough, quickly enough to make this transition work for everyone.  I don't want to let anyone down.  I don't want to let myself down.  I guess it's my make or break time... It's my time to shine.

Chapter 39, Page 1

This is where it gets good...