Eat Great, Even Late!
Well it's certainly been awhile, hasn't it. Work leaves me no time to think. I swear, I even have dreams about shoveling fries into their tiny cardboard sleeves. Oh fast food how I hate thee!!
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My schedules pretty set. I'm not too sure if I'm switching Saturdays permanently or just for one week, because this girl Tanya (who covered for me once so I owe her) said she prefers working mornings instead of nights. I think she only works 4 hours on Saturday, which would mean I lose about $23 of moolah.
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Monday====11-6
Tuesday===11-7
Wednesday=OFF!
Thursday==10-6
Friday====12-6
Saturday==9-4
Sunday====OFF!
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My schedule doesn't seem to hectic. The longest hours I work are 8. But working 8 hours at a Wendy's is an eternity. Even with the half hour breaks I get every day. I usually come home and type to Joe during them. Occasionally eat something.
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What really sucks is I'm starting to learn front register now. They pulled me out of the corner like they were doing me a favor. I love doing drive thru! And the day they started to train me on front--I'm horribly horribly sick. I was so fuzzy. Somehow I came up $12.77 short on my drawer. Dusty the General Manager says I probably pressed the wrong button for how much the person gave me, and gave them change for a $20 when they only gave me $10. I hate running for myself too, because there's people watching me like "No, I don't want those fries. Put more fresh ones down. NOW!" I'm just thinking "Cue heart attack, fat ass."
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Our food--looks NOTHING like that.
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My schedules pretty set. I'm not too sure if I'm switching Saturdays permanently or just for one week, because this girl Tanya (who covered for me once so I owe her) said she prefers working mornings instead of nights. I think she only works 4 hours on Saturday, which would mean I lose about $23 of moolah.
.
Monday====11-6
Tuesday===11-7
Wednesday=OFF!
Thursday==10-6
Friday====12-6
Saturday==9-4
Sunday====OFF!
.
My schedule doesn't seem to hectic. The longest hours I work are 8. But working 8 hours at a Wendy's is an eternity. Even with the half hour breaks I get every day. I usually come home and type to Joe during them. Occasionally eat something.
.
What really sucks is I'm starting to learn front register now. They pulled me out of the corner like they were doing me a favor. I love doing drive thru! And the day they started to train me on front--I'm horribly horribly sick. I was so fuzzy. Somehow I came up $12.77 short on my drawer. Dusty the General Manager says I probably pressed the wrong button for how much the person gave me, and gave them change for a $20 when they only gave me $10. I hate running for myself too, because there's people watching me like "No, I don't want those fries. Put more fresh ones down. NOW!" I'm just thinking "Cue heart attack, fat ass."
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Our food--looks NOTHING like that.