Madhouse!

Tonight my son's soccer team (that I do not coach) had their end-of-season party at the pizza shop where I work. They had about a dozen kids plus families.

We only had 1 waitress on duty so I pitched in, refilling some pitchers of Pepsi. Meanwhile, the phone was ringing and I started answering it. After about 4 consecutive phone orders, Steve asked me if I could take over cut and pack for a few minutes.

I ended up clocking in and working for about an hour.

Between the big dine-in party, the Indians game, and the rainy weather, it just meant a very busy night for us.

When it was time for us to go home, my kids had a great time busing the tables.