It feels like I have been doing this forever. Lol. 16 days out of 365. Blahhhhh. Interesting stuff happens everyday but when I get home to actually talk about it its all gone!
So today. I get up for work, after like NO sleep. I am running late but I stop to get an EXTRA CAFFINE mocha anyway. Otherwise no one would have been happy with me. I promise.
Were training a new guy in the kitchen and the guy who is leaving, is supposed to be teaching him, but did not tell him to date things. So I teach him the CORRECT way, not the GRANT way. Grant says he cannot understand why I have made it so long in this place, because he "hates the job" then he tells me that its because I am the one who does the bitching, and I never get bitched at... I said I don't get bitched at because I usually DO my job... He says "oh you just do what you need, to get by"
WTF mother fucker? Seriously? ALL my salad bar stuff, is FRESH, DATED, INITALS ON IT. ALL My work is done every day before I leave, I am curtious to EVERY Customer even those who do not tip... To my knowledge I have not had a legitimate complaint in my 9 years there... I RARELY call in, in fact in the last 9 months, I have called in ONCE and I had to come in anyway... With a horrid tooth ache. I come in when scheduled and I pull my weight. FUCK YOU GRANT! UGH.
Oh yes and on top of my working extra hard, and dealing with not one but now TWO teenage children... I am PMSy So DO NOT FUCK WITH ME!!!! GRRRRRR.
SO the moment I get home, start to heat up my lunch I am asked, then begged, then have a kid having a FIT for me to take him to get shoes, then when I give in and say yes he does not want to go anymore...after 30 min of fighting with him, we go get shoes. I Looked skinny in the funny mirror. The highlight of my day. As I was taking this picture a lady walked by and said "O M G you have GOT to be KIDDING ME" She must have had a bad day too. :o/
So today. I get up for work, after like NO sleep. I am running late but I stop to get an EXTRA CAFFINE mocha anyway. Otherwise no one would have been happy with me. I promise.
Were training a new guy in the kitchen and the guy who is leaving, is supposed to be teaching him, but did not tell him to date things. So I teach him the CORRECT way, not the GRANT way. Grant says he cannot understand why I have made it so long in this place, because he "hates the job" then he tells me that its because I am the one who does the bitching, and I never get bitched at... I said I don't get bitched at because I usually DO my job... He says "oh you just do what you need, to get by"
WTF mother fucker? Seriously? ALL my salad bar stuff, is FRESH, DATED, INITALS ON IT. ALL My work is done every day before I leave, I am curtious to EVERY Customer even those who do not tip... To my knowledge I have not had a legitimate complaint in my 9 years there... I RARELY call in, in fact in the last 9 months, I have called in ONCE and I had to come in anyway... With a horrid tooth ache. I come in when scheduled and I pull my weight. FUCK YOU GRANT! UGH.
Oh yes and on top of my working extra hard, and dealing with not one but now TWO teenage children... I am PMSy So DO NOT FUCK WITH ME!!!! GRRRRRR.
SO the moment I get home, start to heat up my lunch I am asked, then begged, then have a kid having a FIT for me to take him to get shoes, then when I give in and say yes he does not want to go anymore...after 30 min of fighting with him, we go get shoes. I Looked skinny in the funny mirror. The highlight of my day. As I was taking this picture a lady walked by and said "O M G you have GOT to be KIDDING ME" She must have had a bad day too. :o/
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