ghetto ale house
Im just going to vent. I feel like I got run over by a truck. I have been going going going and I am exhausted. This is the first time I get to lay down, and it actually hurts more to just lay here then walk around.
Friday worked a double
Saturday I went ice skating ALL DAY and then worked from 4 to 1am. My feet had blisters all over them from the nasty ice skates which I expected, it just sucked I had to work all night after that. My legs were killing me.
Sunday- worked from 12-8.
Working these long hours are killing me. Its like, as soon as I get home I want to go to bed, and then the sleep goes SO FAST. My alarm goes off the next morning and it feels like a snap of the fingers and its time to go to work again!
I hate complaining but I feel like im going to DIE.
I asked Jay for a day off, and he scheduled me a double soo im pretty angry at this point.
Roberto - “you like guys that make you cry? Ill make you cry but in a different way”
wow.
OH AND CAN I JUST TELL YOU ABOUT THE GHETTO FUCKS AT MY JOB!?!?!
JESUS CHRISTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT.
I feel like working at the ale house MAKES me racist because I have never hated black people until I started working there. I actually LOVED them. But when you have to WAIT on them I want to fucking shoot them in the face. Noone understands what I have to deal with. Even if you work in a restaurant you don’t work at the fucking black hole so you really don’t know. I am not kidding when I say I am bringing a fucking camera to work next Sunday to VIDEO TAPE what goes on.
Where do I even begin!? They don’t fucking speak to me. They mumble. They tell me they don’t want to sit where I sit them. They all want to sit by the pool tables. They call me baby girl and shawty and they snap there fingers and clap there hands. They scream and shout and fight with each other. All they want are chicken wings and koolaid. When I BRING them there chicken wings and there koolaid, they completely IGNORE ME. And then they leave NO tip.
Its so fucking frusturating to deal with this over and over and over for HOURS every single day of my life. I love working in a sports bar but I cant deal with ghetto ass trash. Im to the point now where im really rude, and then I take it out on NICE customers who don’t deserve it.
Friday worked a double
Saturday I went ice skating ALL DAY and then worked from 4 to 1am. My feet had blisters all over them from the nasty ice skates which I expected, it just sucked I had to work all night after that. My legs were killing me.
Sunday- worked from 12-8.
Working these long hours are killing me. Its like, as soon as I get home I want to go to bed, and then the sleep goes SO FAST. My alarm goes off the next morning and it feels like a snap of the fingers and its time to go to work again!
I hate complaining but I feel like im going to DIE.
I asked Jay for a day off, and he scheduled me a double soo im pretty angry at this point.
Roberto - “you like guys that make you cry? Ill make you cry but in a different way”
wow.
OH AND CAN I JUST TELL YOU ABOUT THE GHETTO FUCKS AT MY JOB!?!?!
JESUS CHRISTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT.
I feel like working at the ale house MAKES me racist because I have never hated black people until I started working there. I actually LOVED them. But when you have to WAIT on them I want to fucking shoot them in the face. Noone understands what I have to deal with. Even if you work in a restaurant you don’t work at the fucking black hole so you really don’t know. I am not kidding when I say I am bringing a fucking camera to work next Sunday to VIDEO TAPE what goes on.
Where do I even begin!? They don’t fucking speak to me. They mumble. They tell me they don’t want to sit where I sit them. They all want to sit by the pool tables. They call me baby girl and shawty and they snap there fingers and clap there hands. They scream and shout and fight with each other. All they want are chicken wings and koolaid. When I BRING them there chicken wings and there koolaid, they completely IGNORE ME. And then they leave NO tip.
Its so fucking frusturating to deal with this over and over and over for HOURS every single day of my life. I love working in a sports bar but I cant deal with ghetto ass trash. Im to the point now where im really rude, and then I take it out on NICE customers who don’t deserve it.