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Saturday, May 29, 2004
Wow, haven't posted in a while. This last week flew by. Another friend quit workin at BK. Her shift was from 5-11pm. My shift started at 8pm or 10:30pm. Since she's gone I have to start working at 6:30pm every day and I finish at 6am each morning. It's cool though. She has 3 kids and needs to spend time with them. Now I have little time, if any, to play lineage. I'm not too worried. Once I adjust to the slightly longer hours I'll be in Lin every day I think.
Also, yesterday was a crazy day at work. All the worst customers came on the same day. I had a long rant but I'll spare you. My only gripe right now is why the hell don't people throw their trash in the can after they are done eating? This is a fast-food restaurant. We don't have people serving your table. Sure we'll pick up your shit because we want to the place clean but what the fuck happened to common courtesy? And the parents aren't helping the situation. Heaven forbid they teach their kids to pick up after themselves. It was mostly "soccer moms" and their kids we got today. Cool parents are like, to me:"give him a regular whopper" to the kid: "boy you are gonna have to pick off the onions. if you don't pick up your trash you arent coming home." With the soccer moms it's like, to me:"he needs a double cheeseburger, no pickle, and medium well done" to the kid: "No son don't throw away your trash, you won today!"
Please throw away your trash.
Sorry, it was a long rant after all.
Also, yesterday was a crazy day at work. All the worst customers came on the same day. I had a long rant but I'll spare you. My only gripe right now is why the hell don't people throw their trash in the can after they are done eating? This is a fast-food restaurant. We don't have people serving your table. Sure we'll pick up your shit because we want to the place clean but what the fuck happened to common courtesy? And the parents aren't helping the situation. Heaven forbid they teach their kids to pick up after themselves. It was mostly "soccer moms" and their kids we got today. Cool parents are like, to me:"give him a regular whopper" to the kid: "boy you are gonna have to pick off the onions. if you don't pick up your trash you arent coming home." With the soccer moms it's like, to me:"he needs a double cheeseburger, no pickle, and medium well done" to the kid: "No son don't throw away your trash, you won today!"
Please throw away your trash.
Sorry, it was a long rant after all.
Posted by Consecrated at 4:36 AM (2) comments
Monday, May 24, 2004
I freakin left my keys in my keyhole this morning when I got off work. Some dude was banging on my door at like 10am. I looked through the peephole and thought it was another druggie looking for Dread, the guy who lived in the apartment before me, so I just went back to sleep. Then this afternoon I couldn't find my keys. >< The man returned them to the manager's office today though. I woulda been royally screwed. All my work keys for BK are on there too.
Also, looking for my keys made me miss the bus. damnit.
Also, looking for my keys made me miss the bus. damnit.
Posted by Consecrated at 12:29 PM (2) comments