big boppers in the basement
whoa. i feel like shit. stayed up half the night coughing. and the only things to entertain me were Ramen noodles and the Big Boppers in the basement. (chocolate chip cookie ice cream sandwiches).
@ work our resident creeper Alex came in twice. i saw him outside taking down all the tables we had just finished stacking and wanted to kill him. straight up tell him to get the FUCK outta here. then he came in the restaurant and sat down with one of my customers. i went to take the poor guy's plate and Alex just snatches the left-over shish kabob and starts eating it. i just stared at him in complete disbelief.
earlier in the day, he'd gotten pist that J.D. was waiting on him and said he wanted a girl to wait on him. then he told J.D. he didn't like the piercing on his face, but couldn't really say anything since he had his testicles pierced. EW. god i HATE him. im sorry, but being disabled does not entitle you to be a fucking creepy-ass motherfucker who stares at the waitresses through the window when we're trying to mop down the restaurant at night. MRRRRRRRAHHH. please. because i love it that he comes in TWICE a day, makes you wait on him hand and foot, and doesn't pay for a goddam thing.
@ work our resident creeper Alex came in twice. i saw him outside taking down all the tables we had just finished stacking and wanted to kill him. straight up tell him to get the FUCK outta here. then he came in the restaurant and sat down with one of my customers. i went to take the poor guy's plate and Alex just snatches the left-over shish kabob and starts eating it. i just stared at him in complete disbelief.
earlier in the day, he'd gotten pist that J.D. was waiting on him and said he wanted a girl to wait on him. then he told J.D. he didn't like the piercing on his face, but couldn't really say anything since he had his testicles pierced. EW. god i HATE him. im sorry, but being disabled does not entitle you to be a fucking creepy-ass motherfucker who stares at the waitresses through the window when we're trying to mop down the restaurant at night. MRRRRRRRAHHH. please. because i love it that he comes in TWICE a day, makes you wait on him hand and foot, and doesn't pay for a goddam thing.