WHOA, THERE. SLOW DOWN.

Dec 19, 2003 17:02

I officialy hate my job and want it to die.

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I asked my manager to eat a chili [-meat] in the back room without even taking a break, and she said she'd think about it. So I waited, busted my ass on Drive-Thru, and an hour passed. Then the other girl I worked with in the front got a break, although she was leaving the same time I was. Then another half hour went by without me saying a damned thing, and BOTH of my managers, PLUS a kitchen worker took free food and ate it in the back, while I was doing Drive-Thru and register. Not to mention, I was really hungry. I left at four without saying a word. With a check that was half my normal pay, since they didn't let me work 3 of the snow days in one week.

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I couldn't see Jared today. I kind of understand that he's knee-deep in things to do. I would be too, if I just got back from school. Have fun in the Baha's, babe. Hopefully Most likely, we'll see eachother tomorrow.

I love Audrey. End of story, sucka'z.

JOE, WHY DID YOU HANG UP ON ME LAST NIGHT!? It was because I was playing guitar, wasn't it? "AH HA! The Griffins' are going to New York! AH HA!" "AH HA! That doesn't affect us at all! AH HA!"

"How ironic."
That's a terrible thing to say!
Your mother is not an i-ron.

Anywho. I only have forty bucks out for the entire week.

Since, my father said he's letting me have the Saturn, but I have to save up for insurance. Which, might I say, is NOT a starter car.

GEE TOO GEE.
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