Nov 30, 2004 21:15
So my boss called me at home tonight not to commend me for STAYING 35 minutes late today (off the clock...no extra pay involved)....but to yell at me for LEAVING 5 minutes before we got busy. WTF? How am I supposed to know the exact times of day that customers are going to get a bug up their ass for fast food? Maybe I'm not as good of a manager as once thought.
Denise and I watched "Something About Mary" this weekend because she had never seen it...and I hadn't seen in forevvvvvvva. So now, I've been randomly walking around work screaming, "He was masturbating" or "Franks and Beans" to whomever will listen. You have to be there. It's funny. Really, it is.
My late fees at Hollywood Video are slowly rising to a rate that will make it impossible to pay them off in my lifetime. I had a 23 dollar late fee balance, but the movies I took back after Thanksgiving (3 of them) were 3 days late. And I still have the Harry Potter DVD that I rented because I'm not quite ready to give it up. I should have just gone and bought it because by the time you add up the initial rental fee plus all my late fees, I've probably spent about the same amount as it would have cost to buy it outright. I'm not the financial genius that I imagine myself to be. *Special side note to Brandy*...one of the ones that we rented was Ginger Snaps. The first one, not the 2nd one or the Ginger Snaps Back, because those were gone. Buuuuuut, I will say that we actually enjoyed the first one. I'm not a huge "horror flick" fan, but I thought that it was actually pretty good. So, kudos to you on a good suggestion...it was well worth the 3.79 rental fee. You know I would have walked up to Canada to kick your ass if it hadn't have been. I'm like that. Very mean. And spiteful. And other stuff. :)
So tonight the girl is here and she has drank herself into somewhat of a stupor. She is having some hand/eye coordination issues right now and is, at the moment, talking (or maybe it's singing) to herself in the bathroom. I'm not sure what that's about. It's nice to date someone who is good at entertaining themselves though.
I am technically off of the work tomorrow. Unfortunately I have 700 hours of stuff to do that I can't seem to get done at work due to employees and/or customers needing my constant attention. So, I bring it all home...and do it when I'm supposed to be relaxing. No wonder the management turnover in that place is so high. But, I'm wench, so I'll do it, and I'll only complain about it a liiiiitle bit.
Oh, and I bought a button the other day that says, "Some people call them obnoxious morons...we call them customers". I have been wanting to wear it into work, but I'm not sure how popular that would be with my boss. It's true...and funny, even if he doesn't think so.
Example of just ONE moronic customer. This is from a few months ago though. To set the scene. I am working in the drive thru and redneck customer (not without a confederate flag hanging in his back window) pulls up to the drive thru window. I collect the money and walk away to collect his foodstuffs. I get back to the window and politely hand him his sackful of goodies to which he replies, "Don't lick anything I wouldn't" to which IIIIIIIIIIII say "Don't worry, I don't suck cock". For 2 1/2 seconds, annoying redneck customer continues to laugh at his own wittiness, until he realizes the jab I have just delivered to him, at which point he begins to scowl menacingly and drives away in a huff. I, on the other hand, was quite pleased with myself for my sharp tongue. I'm usually not quite that brazen.
Well, the girl has climbed into bed and I should get in there soon. I think she's trying to stay awake for me. Hopefully there won't be any bodily injury anytime soon.
Love and Rockets