Shit N Stuff
Okay I've had two customers at work say they will complain about me and they might have good reason for it or they might just be delusional fuckheads who find my 'magnet' earrings offensive. One fat bitch had a fit just because I asked for her ID like I do to everyone who wants to pick up registered mail. Apparently that has never happened to her before and I've had dumb customers tell me that, but they don't fuckin undestand that anyone can come in with a card that says you have mail and take it even though it's someone else's. I'm not fuckin getting sued. This same bitch has a massive ego and thinks she knows how to do my job more than I do. I don't take attitude from customers well so naturaly I gave some back. Then she was like I want to see your manager. You're always giving me attitude, blah blah. I'm trying not to laugh at the contradiction and tell her she is the one with the attitude. I gladly get my manager to speak with her and she runs off with a list of complaints about me. He tells her I'm only working there for the month and don't know all the customers so I have to ask for ID, even though other staff don't cause they know about the dumb cunt. Then she demanded something be done about me. The gengis cunt obviously wanted me fired or some shit. He said he would have a 'word' with me. Later he just told me I was right and not worry about her because everyone knows that she is a huge bitch. She is always coming with attitude packed in with her fat.
And then yesterday after like four hours sleep cause we at the house decided to get fucked up the night before, I get a stupid old wog at 9.30am claim that he gave me $50 more and that he wanted it back. I said he only gave me $300 not $350 for his bill that was only $270. And that if he is unsure about that then maybe he shouldn't have thrown his money all over the counter like it was just unimportant rubbish. He kept demanding that I give him his money back and so to make him shut up I balanced the whole fuckin drawer to prove that I don't have $50 extra and if I did I would gladly give it to him. I counted it twice and I was actually $6 defecient not over. He still wouldn't get the fuck out of my face so I told him to shut up because he was giving me a fuckin headache and got my supervisor for back up and got her to count the drawer too. There was still no $50 and so he was like what's your name cause I want to complain about you to the 'big office'. I said I'm not telling you my name. It was printed on a badge that I had on my shirt. What a dumbcunt. So me and my supervisor were like ok that's fine go and complain. Because that's what I do, I just love to steal money from stupid old people.
Next week I'm gonna be at the Brunswick office. Yeah that's gonna be better. I swear it's like only old dumbfuck wogs and ugly bitches use a post office nowadays because they are too stupid to use telephones or internet to do their shit.
Anyway on better stuff, I might be going to the big gay dance Red Raw this Saturday then I'm going to the Big Day Out on Sunday. Should be fuckin awesome - a much needed break! I can't believe Mars Volta and Franz are playing around the same time. Now I have to make a choice which is so not fair cause I paid to see them both. What dickhead didn't think people wouldn't be in to both of these bands?!
I've hanged out with Michael a couple of times, the white skinny boy with the massive schlong I met a couple of weeks ago. We might be going to Red Raw together. He's cute and nice but it's not like I'm crazy about him or anything. He wears tight singlets and I wear black shirts with badges on them. Do you get what I mean? But right I need to do someone normal and stuff. PFFT. Oh and Boyan is back and wanted to catch up this week but I put it off until next week in case I change my mind. Me and Roxy are doing Mardi Gras together. We're staying at a cool hotel in the city and we're gonna be sailors. It'll be fuckin hot! After that I seriously have to stop going out. Eva reckons me and Kris would be good together but I so just need to be friends with him. *And insert other random bullshit here.*
Gotta go. Internet is starting to cost me something now and there is a cockroach at the door. After work tonight I want to get wasted and dye my hair black because brown is sooo wrong.
And then yesterday after like four hours sleep cause we at the house decided to get fucked up the night before, I get a stupid old wog at 9.30am claim that he gave me $50 more and that he wanted it back. I said he only gave me $300 not $350 for his bill that was only $270. And that if he is unsure about that then maybe he shouldn't have thrown his money all over the counter like it was just unimportant rubbish. He kept demanding that I give him his money back and so to make him shut up I balanced the whole fuckin drawer to prove that I don't have $50 extra and if I did I would gladly give it to him. I counted it twice and I was actually $6 defecient not over. He still wouldn't get the fuck out of my face so I told him to shut up because he was giving me a fuckin headache and got my supervisor for back up and got her to count the drawer too. There was still no $50 and so he was like what's your name cause I want to complain about you to the 'big office'. I said I'm not telling you my name. It was printed on a badge that I had on my shirt. What a dumbcunt. So me and my supervisor were like ok that's fine go and complain. Because that's what I do, I just love to steal money from stupid old people.
Next week I'm gonna be at the Brunswick office. Yeah that's gonna be better. I swear it's like only old dumbfuck wogs and ugly bitches use a post office nowadays because they are too stupid to use telephones or internet to do their shit.
Anyway on better stuff, I might be going to the big gay dance Red Raw this Saturday then I'm going to the Big Day Out on Sunday. Should be fuckin awesome - a much needed break! I can't believe Mars Volta and Franz are playing around the same time. Now I have to make a choice which is so not fair cause I paid to see them both. What dickhead didn't think people wouldn't be in to both of these bands?!
I've hanged out with Michael a couple of times, the white skinny boy with the massive schlong I met a couple of weeks ago. We might be going to Red Raw together. He's cute and nice but it's not like I'm crazy about him or anything. He wears tight singlets and I wear black shirts with badges on them. Do you get what I mean? But right I need to do someone normal and stuff. PFFT. Oh and Boyan is back and wanted to catch up this week but I put it off until next week in case I change my mind. Me and Roxy are doing Mardi Gras together. We're staying at a cool hotel in the city and we're gonna be sailors. It'll be fuckin hot! After that I seriously have to stop going out. Eva reckons me and Kris would be good together but I so just need to be friends with him. *And insert other random bullshit here.*
Gotta go. Internet is starting to cost me something now and there is a cockroach at the door. After work tonight I want to get wasted and dye my hair black because brown is sooo wrong.