Jul 04, 2008 21:23
So thank fucking God for Comedy Central for deciding to play nooooothing but stand up all weekend. So happy about their decision making skills.
Tomorrow I'm working 2-10 at night. It's going to me such a hot mess I can't even tell you. I really want to make a sign that says "Nobody is coming into this restaurant anymore go the fuck away and get your ass out of the god damn casino" or maybe something with a few more obscenities in it because looking back I don't think 2-3 is enough. I really don't know why I have to constantly complain about my job because it's really not bad. It's in an air conditioned building, yes the pants are very high but otherwise my uniform is nice, and I only have to deal with people for a maximum of 10 minutes at the most. The customers at least. Yet I still have this urge to mutilate people. Seriously if one more person complains about the air conditioning I'm really going to flip.