dangeroushand_1

Sometimes I feel like I have the best luck, then there are sometimes I feel like anything will go wrong, the black cloud can sometimes just pop out of nowhere, when you least expect it. And that is what it did, out of nowhere it began to pour bad luck down upon me at work.
It all happened during the rush hour of lunch. We'd been working our butts off, still maintaining our fine services, though I had slipped twice in the kitchen, due to ice water on the floor, I got hit in the face with pizza dough, I burned my hand on the stove oven when I thought my hand was going to grab the corner edge, was I wrong...and finally I was slapped in the face by Sango, though that, as always, was my fault.
The entire day after that went smoothly, until the dinner rush. We were running out of drinks, ice, and salad dressings. I went to one, of our three main freezers, in the back, and didn't realize that the locks had been replaced, this is what Sango was trying to tell me over the last few days, I was busy with paper work in the office and running the kitchen, she told me that all the locks had to be replaced, and she had placed an order for them, and because I didn't listen, the door locked behind me, trapping me in the third freezer which hardly anyone ever came by.
"So it comes to this...I'm going to become a frozen piece of meat." I said to myself, shivering uncontrollably after twenty minutes of being locked in what was sure to be, my ice coffin. Though I did realize that someone would know I wasn't around after awhile, I mean, when one of the owners goes missing you assume he's either on a break...or went home for the day...
The last freezer was a back up for the other two, it hardly was ever checked, I could only pray for the supplies in the other two freezers to become low, the supply's wouldn't come till two days.
I begun to think about my life and how it's been up until this moment. I couldn't help it, it was all I could do from falling alseep. I looked at my hand, the one with the black leather glove on it. Apparently my mother told me that this was a family curse. I must never remove the glove, for it could be deadly. Then I remember Sango's smiling face, then I remembered waking up in our room, a warm breeze filling the room with a relaxing smell and feeling.
There was a note next to the bed on the nightstand. It was from Alex Armstrong, he pulled off the freezer door when the lock would not open, only to find me inside it, slumped over and barely a pulse, Sango apparently told him that I hate hospitals and would rather be home and get well. He said he would stop by again with an old family remedy. "Great..." I know Sango would be home soon, hopefully she would scare away the black clouds above my head, she had that certain glare that could scare away anything.

Today was a huge day at work. I was in back doing some paper work when Alex came into the office, breaking the door for the second time in a week, telling me that the restaurant was filling up with hoards of hungry familes and regulars. Ignoring the broken door for now, I quickly grabbed my hjat and aprin and sprung into action, knife and pan in hand, I worked furiously around the kitchen trying to do my best, due to the fact that we have been short handed the last couple of weeks. Alex has been helping us out a lot, he can do more than just lift heavy objects that Sango and I could not normally do alone, he could cook, and tend bar, and wait on the people. It was amazing. The crowds finally calmed down late at night, and we had ranked in a killing for tonight, but both Sango and I were exhausted, though Alex was ready for a second wave of people. I keep thinking to myself that he must not be human sometimes.
After closing up for the night, Sango and I walked home and headed to the roof to watch the sunset over the island, you could see the orange glaze covering the entire island as the sea ate the sun, letting the boardwalk and amusement park lighting up the islands sea front.
The stars were shooting from the sky as we both laid back and watched them rip silently threw the sky. I remember looking over to Sango, who was captivated by the stars and their show, then I remember waking up alone, I slid down to the balcony and saw that she was sleeping inside. I looked on the glass table on the balcony and saw a note. It read about me looking so cute sleeping, and how she couldn't bring herself to wake me. "Cute" is what came to my mind, as I sighed and just sat in a chair and realized I was soon watching the sun rise from the ocean, it was a sight to see, I turned around to see Sango at the sliding glass door, watching the same maginicent sight I was watching.

Sango and I decided to clean out the house today, it was becoming to crowded with clothes, and newspapers we didn't need anymore. I began to look through old photo albums from over the years, most were filled with Sango, Kilala, and I. Most from days at the beach or at the restaurant. I mostly looked at the ones we had taken when we went to the amusement park, that was one of the best days, we were young then, but it felt like it was yesterday. I figured we'd head back after cleanign up the house, it would make a good surprise and it would be a nice time to just relax.
Before I put the albums away, I looked at one more and it contained more of us at the beach, Sango came by and saw what I was doing whacked me with her family heirloom, her massive boomerang, for slacking off and looking at pictures of her. I was surprised that she was able to lift it, it was scary to think of what else she could do.
I finished with the attic and the room was bigger than I remember. I could turn it into a library or something, maybe a nice pool room or something, if I needed any heavy lifting done, I could ask Alex Armstrong to help out, I am lucky to have a friend like him, he is really protective of Sango and I.
I took all the albums I found and placed them neatly on a white shelf in the living room. Sango had cleared off the shelves, so I decided I could place them their for now, and it looked really good, not messy or out of place. She had moved the coffee table around and my chair in the living room around and I liked it, it would catch the sunsets when it came to that time. I figure we'd sit in that chair and watch the sunset together

Work was at a normal rush today. I got off an hour earlier than Sango, so I took my time walking home, wandered around for awhile, and bumped into an old friend along the way. And then I stopped at a pharmacy, and got some medicine for my back, thanks to Armstrong.
I stopped by his home and he showed me his massive home gym he was working on, it was impressive and made me think I should by some weights for home, to keep in shape for Sango.
Alex told me that he was looking to do odd jobs for money, and so I told him to swing by the resteraunt and I would get him a job. He'd be good for heavy lifting around the place, I can always count on Alex to help out, he's a wise friend, and just all around a nice guy. Though I wish he wouldn't hug me so hard, he snaps my back like a twig.
I came home and saw Sango's shoes by the front mat, she had beat me home, so I looked around the house, but couldn't find her. I saw her out in the yard relaxing in one of our lawn chairs, a tall glass of water by her side, her eyes closed as she looked like she was relaxed, so I decided to cook her a nice meal and not bother her for awhile.

I rolled out of bed late this morning, very late. It was a good thing that it was my day off, or I probably wouldn't have a job to go to anymore. I suppose it was all the food that Sango and I had eaten last night. With her help, I cooked a big turkey and Sango and I had ourselves a nice candle light meal, but the turkey was bigger than I thought, I ate more than I should have, and fell asleep after I had cleaned up. With Sango at work, I figured I would head on down to the beacha nd at least get a decent tan, instead of looking like a sheet all the time.
While going to the beach I walked by a nice jewelery shop, pricey, but worth it for the man who loved his wife or girlfriend, or who had the money to spend. Looking at the various jewels I couldn't help but wonder which would look good on Sango, if I could afford one for her. I continued on my walk to the beach, the image of the jewelery burnt into my head, realizing I could think about it later, right now, I could already smell the hotdogs on the boardwalk before the beach.
The sun was hot, but not humid, which was fine by me, a little sun never hurt anyone. I laid on the black towel of mine and just closed my eyes and heard the calm crashing of the waves nearby. That only lasted so long, I heard kids run by, other people from around the island were talking loudly and listening to music. I just tried my best to drone it out, the best I could.
At sundown, I realized that it was time to go. Plus, Sango would be coming home, and instead of cooking tonight, I figure I'd take her to a nice resteraunt somewhere. Heh, we useually just eat at the one we work at a lot. All I could say is, that at least tonight, I wouldn't fall asleep after eating...hopefully.

I've been sick for the last few days. I've been kicking myself for eating that brown lettuce...at least I think it was lettuce. I threw anything I could into my special salad, but Sango hadn't eaten it, but she devoured the steak. Now I am wishing I had eaten more of the steak...ugh...
Sango tells me that restaurant is doing fine without me, but I have a feeling she's just saying that to make me feel better, who knows who was cooking in my kitchen. I can't help but wondering. I'm sure that Sango would be taking care of things though...I hope...I wonder if I have any lettuce that's not rotting in my fridge?
When Sango left for work, I was still feeling like that lettuce so I couldn't go to work, something in my belly made me nauseous, I wanted to follow and come in a few minutes after, but I could already see what would happen if I walked in...Sango would be holding a large frying pan, and patting it against her palm lightly. With that mental image in my head, I went back to bed, the image burnt into my brain.
I woke up still feeling like crap, but I didn't feel like throwing up, hopefully i learned my lessons this time, and will be back to work soon. I can tell that Sango misses my hadsome looks to brighten her day. Ha, ha, ha, ha!

The storms had finally passed. Many places on the island were closed, manly ones on the beach front. I'd gone by and checked out the damage and some places were better off than others. I laughed to myself, only wondering what the restaurant had gone through during the storm.
When I pulled up to the restaurant it wasn't as bad as I had thought it would have been. Broken windows, busted booths. It wouldn't be to hard to clean up with a little help and everything was insured so re-opening it wouldn't take to long. I learned that somethings can't be replaced though, even with insurance. I looked at the wall where a lot of pictures were before the storm. One picture was one of Sango and I when we were at the beach last year, the picture was ripped and crinkled. I was sad, but also smiled when I remembered Sango's words, telling me to make copies of that picture.
It took us only a few days to re-open, nothing in the kitchen was broken or damaged, and no water damaged anything seriously, I was happy to be frying in my kitchen once again, I hoped the storms would stay away for awhile at least.