how many months later?
I'm alive & busy.
Over $360 in the bank from working so far. It's only about 4 or 5 weeks worth. Not too bad. I got a debit card - which makes me so happy. Since I can't drive, it'll be nice to be able to buy things online if I have to.
I've decided that for Christmas, all I want is the iPod Touch. If you don't know what it is, or have only heard about it, check it out at the Apple site. It's amazing and you'll be jealous - unless, of course, you already have one; then I hate you.
Work has been interesting. Lots and lots of guys there. Some are definitely creepy, but there's some pretty awesome ones too. I love most of the people I work with, but I hate customers. Not all, but a lot. Working fast food makes you realize how rude people are. Every girl that works there gets hit on every single time they work by gross, middle-aged men. The other day, this guy tipped me. I can't accept tips, which I told him, so I just put it in my register. He was persistent and rude about it. While it's a nice thought, I couldn't accept. And I being called sweetie, baby, sweetheart, honey, darling, etc. I think I now hate most people in general. But I'm an amazing presenter (last part of drive-thru, where you get the food). You'd be jealous. I've had times under 120 seconds twice in the past week, and each time that happens you get free ice cream. Pretty amazing, let me tell you. There's only 1 manager that I absolutely hate - and so does everyone else. Besides that, it's a decent job. Low paying, but fun. I will admit that school's been coming second lately. It sucks, but when you work 4-10 on a school day, it's hard to get everything done. My art class has caught most of the downfall, sadly.
Me : *opens drive-thru window* Hi
First Teenage Guy : Hi, how are you?
Me : I'm good, thanks, how are you?
First Teenage Guy : Great.
Second Teenage Guy : Better now. *stares creepily as they both start giggling*
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Me : *opens drive-thru window* Hi, here's your food. *hands bags to customer* And here's your drink *hands extra-large drink to customer*
Customer : *shoves drink in my face* This is not what I ordered!
Me : I'm so sorry, what was your order *attempts to take back drink and fails*
Customer : This is not my drink!
Me : I'm so sorry, what drink did you order?
Customer : *finally shoves drink back at me* Check the receipt.
Me : It's in your bag. *silence* If you'd give me the receipt, I'd be more then happy to get it for you.
Customer : I didn't want ice!
Me : I'm so sorry about that, I'll be right back. *closes window, gets extra-large drink without ice* *opens window, gives new drink to customer* Here you go, sorry about -
Customer : *shoves receipt in my face* It says it! Although, you obviously couldn't see it clearly enough, this printer's running out of ink! You should tell your manager about that. I'm sure he'd like to know.
Me : So sorry, have a good one. *closes window as customer keeps talking to himself*
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Me : *opens drive-thru window* Hi!
Customer : Hi sweetheart.
Me : *hands food to customer* Have a good one.
Customer : Thanks, you too baby.
Over $360 in the bank from working so far. It's only about 4 or 5 weeks worth. Not too bad. I got a debit card - which makes me so happy. Since I can't drive, it'll be nice to be able to buy things online if I have to.
I've decided that for Christmas, all I want is the iPod Touch. If you don't know what it is, or have only heard about it, check it out at the Apple site. It's amazing and you'll be jealous - unless, of course, you already have one; then I hate you.
Work has been interesting. Lots and lots of guys there. Some are definitely creepy, but there's some pretty awesome ones too. I love most of the people I work with, but I hate customers. Not all, but a lot. Working fast food makes you realize how rude people are. Every girl that works there gets hit on every single time they work by gross, middle-aged men. The other day, this guy tipped me. I can't accept tips, which I told him, so I just put it in my register. He was persistent and rude about it. While it's a nice thought, I couldn't accept. And I being called sweetie, baby, sweetheart, honey, darling, etc. I think I now hate most people in general. But I'm an amazing presenter (last part of drive-thru, where you get the food). You'd be jealous. I've had times under 120 seconds twice in the past week, and each time that happens you get free ice cream. Pretty amazing, let me tell you. There's only 1 manager that I absolutely hate - and so does everyone else. Besides that, it's a decent job. Low paying, but fun. I will admit that school's been coming second lately. It sucks, but when you work 4-10 on a school day, it's hard to get everything done. My art class has caught most of the downfall, sadly.
Me : *opens drive-thru window* Hi
First Teenage Guy : Hi, how are you?
Me : I'm good, thanks, how are you?
First Teenage Guy : Great.
Second Teenage Guy : Better now. *stares creepily as they both start giggling*
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Me : *opens drive-thru window* Hi, here's your food. *hands bags to customer* And here's your drink *hands extra-large drink to customer*
Customer : *shoves drink in my face* This is not what I ordered!
Me : I'm so sorry, what was your order *attempts to take back drink and fails*
Customer : This is not my drink!
Me : I'm so sorry, what drink did you order?
Customer : *finally shoves drink back at me* Check the receipt.
Me : It's in your bag. *silence* If you'd give me the receipt, I'd be more then happy to get it for you.
Customer : I didn't want ice!
Me : I'm so sorry about that, I'll be right back. *closes window, gets extra-large drink without ice* *opens window, gives new drink to customer* Here you go, sorry about -
Customer : *shoves receipt in my face* It says it! Although, you obviously couldn't see it clearly enough, this printer's running out of ink! You should tell your manager about that. I'm sure he'd like to know.
Me : So sorry, have a good one. *closes window as customer keeps talking to himself*
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Me : *opens drive-thru window* Hi!
Customer : Hi sweetheart.
Me : *hands food to customer* Have a good one.
Customer : Thanks, you too baby.