where the hell are all you bitches when i need you!?
at work this older guy (late 30's early 40's) came up to my booth and kept asking me about good bars. So I told him im not old enough to drink so i wouldnt kno but he still wouldnt go away, infact, he kept brushing his hand against mine, and telling me that I was cute so he "thought he'd still ask"
after an excruciatinlgy slow 3 minutes, the guy i was training came back from break and saved me by telling the guy that I'm too young to drink so i wouldnt kno any good bars and therefore wouldnt be helpful to him. He told him the only bar within the area was up the street and sent him on his way. You think the story ends there? NOOOOO..i saw him twice when i went to market nite, and he kept trying to talk to me!!! i seriously wanted to cry cuz i was so scared!
you guys suck, you're never around when i need you!
Especially Gerald and Engel! You guys are supposed to be the muscle!
after an excruciatinlgy slow 3 minutes, the guy i was training came back from break and saved me by telling the guy that I'm too young to drink so i wouldnt kno any good bars and therefore wouldnt be helpful to him. He told him the only bar within the area was up the street and sent him on his way. You think the story ends there? NOOOOO..i saw him twice when i went to market nite, and he kept trying to talk to me!!! i seriously wanted to cry cuz i was so scared!
you guys suck, you're never around when i need you!
Especially Gerald and Engel! You guys are supposed to be the muscle!