Dear Universe,

Hey, can I catch a break? The self-induced work stress, the financial collapse of the country, the bunnies, you know I can take it in stride. But stop adding stuff. Why would you send the chef, the back-up chef, the prep cook, and two of the servers out deathly ill when we have a Special Event tonight at the restaurant? Yes, I got the pastry chef to come in and hostess and the host to wait tables. But did I also need to be operating on a very limited menu on a sure to be busy night? I can handle a 25 top reservation in restaurant that seats 60. I can deal with a limited menu. I can deal with being short staffed. I can deal with a special event party for the local microbrewery. I’m just not sure I can deal with these all at once. Certainly not on top of everything else. Am I being punished, Universe? Can I do something to get back into your good graces? Is there truly balance so that I will be rewarded at the end of all this? Please send help.

Very stressed,

Crackerjack Heart