Yep, over 2000 sandwiches, all with sides and a drink. An order over $10,000 in price. All at the Panera Bread cafe that I work at.
It's pretty crazy, I should have taken some pictures. After we closed, tables were laid out across the entire store and stations were set up like assembly lines. Some people sliced tomatoes, some people made the sandwiches, some people wrapped them. They brought in a whole bunch of employees from other Panera stores to help make everything. It was all done overnight, and I only stayed until 11:30 washing dishes, so I only saw a bit of it.
One of my boss's boss's boss, the district manager, was also there, so I was a bit nervous. For some reason I expected some fancy guy in a full tuxedo, and didn't realize the guy in the jeans and baseball cap that was wrapping sandwiches and cracking jokes was our district manager. Our managers are all pretty cool guys.
On the way out I asked if these sandwiches were going to be eaten on the Oprah show, and if Oprah was going to be talking about Panera on her show. He said "nope", so I have no idea what she's doing with all these sandwiches. Maybe she was just reeeally hungry.
Well, now that you have the good news, here's the bad news.
College has been a nightmare. Everything has been a nightmare these past few weeks. I just can't keep up with all this schoolwork. The other day, I spent 5 hours after class finishing my calculus homework, and HALF of my physics homework before I needed to leave for work. Even my bs Ethics online class gives 5 hours of homework. And to top it all off, we start getting programming homework next week. And I've barely been getting any sleep because of how late I have to stay at work, especially with this Oprah thing, and I end up getting to bed at 1am almost every night.
I had finally decided to stop taking my anti-depressants last month, and I couldn't have picked a worse time. I thought I was better, and that I didn't need then any more. I ended sessions with my therapist and everything. I've been on antidepressants since 7th grade, and I only needed it back then because I was a messed up kid. I would get what's called "anxiety attacks" where I would just have break downs in the middle of class for seemingly no reason. But now with college, work, Shade leaving, and everything else going on, this is just too much for me. I almost had an anxiety attack yesterday, realizing that there physicaly aren't enough hours in a day to finish all of this homework with my schedule. Yesterday I spent 3 hours on a take-home quiz before finishing it, and then shortly after, realizing I did the entire quiz wrong. and now I have to spend all day today re-doing that, my calculus homework, and an ethics essay, because I'll be working all day tomorrow.
Well that's over with. Sorry to put you all through that, I really wanted to get that off my chest. I'm back on my anti-depression meds starting today so I'll be back to my happy bubbly self in a few days.