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So today was work - a long, long, long, long day at work. I was on drive orders, which is pretty much my favorite thing to do, but I swear, there is something about rainy days that makes people unbearably stupid and irritable. The irritable thing I can understand, because people get wet and cold and uncomfortable when it rains, but I have no idea what it is that makes them stupid. And yet stupid they are. Here are some true examples of In-n-Out customer stupidity:
- Example #1 - The customer says, "I want 4 burgers." I ask, "Okay, now were those hamburgers, cheeseburgers, or double-doubles?" The customer replies, "Yes." I ask again: "But were they hamburgers, or cheeseburgers, or double-doubles?" They reply, "Okay." Finally I get fed up, and Jesse [the cook] has to talk to them in Spanish. It took forever even then, and it turned out that they wanted 4 #1's. Um. Slightly different. (All right, so it's not technically stupidity, just lack of knowledge of the english language. But in my opinion, you should at least know the frigging BASICS of english if you're going to go through the drive-thru - sometimes it's hard enough to understand the native speakers through the drive-thru.)
- Example #2 - The customer says, "I want 4 #1's with everything on them." I ask them what they'd like for the drinks, and they say, "Okay." Similar to the last example, I suppose, except this car simply drove away after I asked a second time. How nice.
- Example #3 - The customer says, "I want a #3, a #2, and another order of fries." So I repeat: "Okay, that was a #3, a #2, and another order of fries. Will you be eating that in the car?" They say indignantly, "No, no, you're wrong; I didn't want an extra order of fries. Did I? No, I didn't. Well, we'll just keep it like that." "Keep it with the extra fries?" They reply as rudely as possible: "No, without the fries." As if it was perfectly clear. Deep breath. The customer is always right - psh, whatever.
Of course, for the last 3 hours of taking these orders, I was on my own in the corner, simultaneously taking the orders, pouring the drinks, and handing out the orders. And of course greeting each car with a smile on my face. Little did they know it was the smile of one on the brink of insanity. Or maybe they did know. Who really cares.
Needless to say, by the time I had been doing this for 5 hours, I wanted to die, but not as much as I wanted to kill every stupid person that came through.
So yeah. Good times. Oh but this guy came in, that I've seen before when he came in with Brian Wilcox - As far as I know, his name is Adam, because he was wearing a name tag once that said.. well, obviously, Adam.. and when he came in with Brian he said "Hi Lauren" as if he knew me, and I got confused, because I don't think I know him, but he does look kind of familiar... Well actually he looks almost exactly like JP Gabler so maybe that's why he looks familiar, I don't know... He's shorter than JP, and maybe not quite as insanely skinny as JP, but besides that... seriously. Familiar. Anyway, so he came in today and I kept staring at him trying to figure out if I knew him... luckily I don't think he noticed me staring, or he'd probably have gotten creeped out... And then I was busy pouring my drinks, and I was trying to put ice in a cup, and somehow I totally missed and ice went spilling out over the counter. It was a beautifully pathetic moment, and since I was ALONE in my corner, I thought no one had witnessed it. Until I handed Adam his order, and he said, "What was up with that ice...??" and I felt soooo cool.
So my point is: I want to know who this kid IS. Do I know him?? Or is he some random friend of Brian's who saw my name tag once and decided to be extra-friendly and seem like he knew me every time he saw me? Iunno. Confusing. But he seems nice, so either way I guess it's cool.
Just like me.
Wow I'm bored, but I don't want to do anything except watch TV and cuddle under some blankets.. alone. It's a conscious choice that I do this alone, of course. It's not like I want to cuddle alone just because I don't have anyone to cuddle with... Of course not. I am above that.
But of course, I can't watch TV and cuddle under some blankets, because my parents will be home with me all night... like they are always... and if go out of my room they will bug me about chores or something. Screw that.