Where is Taffer When You Need Him??!!

You’ve seen the TV show Bar Rescue right? Well I need his help. I opened a bar and restaurant with a friend and he is turning out to be a complete asshole/idiot.

He doesn’t want the kitchen to prep anything. He wants everything cut fresh to order. He must smoke crack. 

Our cook has worked 30 days straight because he hasn’t hired another cook after having me fire the other one. Maybe if he didn’t sleep all day….

He wants our pretzel hamburger buns to be made in house. Great concept only he hires his Aunt to make them and they suck. The money he spends on paying her to make them + ingredients= not cost effective. And customers complain about them so I buy kaiser buns for those who request a different bun. What happens? They get thrown out.

My cook prepped veggies for next shift. What did he do? Throw them out. Again= not cost effective.

We need beer on tap. Haven’t done that. He thinks we should carry domestic even though customers want craft beers. I say carry both. The result= an empty kegerator we use as a bar countertop.

Speaking of bar setup- he builds the shelves for bar and there isn’t even enough room for all of our liquor as I clearly attempted to pointed out prior to his project. Did he listen? Hell no. 

A reach in cooler that I keep import beers in went out on us weeks ago. There it sits behind the bar still not working with new cooler sitting next to our entrance for customers. I found a guy who would move it for us after hours (when he is there getting drunk) do you think he has called him? Hell no. 

We close at midnight yet after the kitchen is all torn down he makes the cook open back up to cook his friend a sandwich. After. We. Have. Closed. Our poor bartender doesn’t get out of their until 4:30am sometimes because she is kept after by him. Ridiculous. 

He doesn’t come in until late at night and gets drunk and stays up til noon the following day and leaves notes all over the place like an Easter egg hunt with random bitching. I seriously think he has a drug problem.

Everything is in my name. EVERYTHING. And he’s bad for business. 

He wants hand cut French fries but REFUSES to allow them to soak in water to pull out the starch so they are mushy when you see fry them. Customers complain. He “don’t give a fuck” as he says everyday all day. It’s his way or no way.

He’s never worked a single day in a restaurant or bar yet he thinks he knows it all. He’s a joke.

And then there is his mother. She does not own the place. (Legally I own 100%) and only he and I are on the lease yet she verbally harassed the employees and then he tells our cook his mom is the boss. WTF??? She is evil. She has no place in there. She helps make those shitty pretzel buns. 

He does zero. I do everything. I order alcohol. I do the shopping. I bartend. I waitress. I hire. I do the schedule. You name it. I do it with zero help. NOW he doesn’t want me to hire anybody without his approval first. Super. He sleeps everyday until who knows when.  Yet he tells me what I’m doing wrong or that I’m….wait for it…. Not trying hard enough.

I can’t take it. He texts me at 3am in a drunken stupor calling me a mother fucker and dumbass and accuses me of stealing. He’s out of his damn mind. I have had countless customers tell me how they think he is on coke. Terrific.  He keeps adding stuff to the menu. Ridiculous stuff like deep fried twinkies, hot dogs, soups and any other random shit he pulls out of his ass. 

I’m to the point where I need to see a lawyer. When I’m not there (and he is there drunk) he is behind the bar drinking (not cool) and giving away drinks for free. He is going to ruin this business. If I want to buy a drink for somebody I do just that. I buy it. With cash. Not just pull it out of cooler and alight a match to our profit. I don’t know what to do. I feel like I’m stuck. I’m the owner and 100% shareholder on paper but it was his money that built it. Granted, everything was my idea. The concept, decor, logo, etc. 

I NEED Bar Rescue before I lose my mind…. And my business. 

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Mother’s Day 

What can I say? It was perfection. Orchids from a friend, diamond earrings from hubby (baby’s birthstone) dinner at parents and a beautiful sunny day. That all ended with his colic tonight though. Had to take him on a 4 am drive to get him asleep. Sigh. 

Labor- 27 hours. They kept talking c section but never did. Instead they kept rolling me over which is probably why he was born with the cord wrapped around his neck 3 times. He also had a bowel movement and breathed it in so he spent his first 9 days of life in NICU for antibiotics and oxygen 😦

Our stay was anything but pleasant. Our nurse refused to give him pain meds following circumcision. I literally had to drop the F Bomb 22hoies later and THEN she came in room (without knocking) and tossed the syringe of Tylenol on the bed. REALLY??? What a twat. 

Anywho- I’m over the moon with our son but this colic thing has me running on next to zero sleep. 

In othe news, I’m back into my pre preggo pants and feeling 100%. Ready for doctor to clear me for some hubby and gym action. 

  

2 weeks old today!!!

Glad to be home from NICU and find our “new normal” which has consisted of him waking up when ever dinner is ready, crying if he isn’t sleeping, going for a car ride or drinking a bottle. He is amazing though!!! When I have the time I will sit down and post about my 27 hours of labor and how he was born with the cord wrapped around him 3 times. Ugh. Relieved to have him home.

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It’s GO TIME

Not due until next week but my son has other plans! Can’t believe after 10 years, our loss, and failed IVF, our angel is finally coming. I haven’t cried yet but I will…. Like ridiculously. Went from 0-5cm and just got that epidural I said I didn’t want. Yea- F it. I am not a bad ass and I’m ok with that!!!! Can’t wait to post his pics :)))

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