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this is what the guy i worked for last night looked like, except a lot more asshole.
I worked 16 hours yesterday, but thankfully today i had the whole day off (my first)
My feet/legs/arms are killing me, damn kitchen work is hard labor!
it's okay though, today i got a kick ass gold pedicure! i wanted to talk to the person doing my toes about how we're both in the service industry of serving crazy rich people how say/demand crazy things from you. but then i got to thinking if it's oppressive to get a pedicure, i mean, having another person like scrub your feet?! seems weird. i left her a really big tip and thought about after a night of catering a party i hate the people i serve, but i still benefit from their wealth and need for having crazy expensive parties in their penthouses. wtf
along with feeling grubby and sweaty and covered in whatever im making that day, i still have harassment to deal with. the dude who writes the paychecks is this really creepy guy that stands way to close and grazes his hands places almost too quick for you to say anything. next time he's near i plan to have a really big knife in my hand and say, careful buddy, i got a really big knife in my hand. arug. i mean i know im getting paid a lot of money, but if i wanted to make that kind of money would be in that kind of job and be advertising my skills better. jeez