a quiz and an actual update on WORK: DAY 3
You're Willy the rebel,some peope confuse you for
the Fonz,others for James Dean.You got
peircings and tattoos all over the place(one of
each,in fact) and you're perfectly willing to
get into anyones face and pull a knife on
them.What a freakin' bad ass.
Which Willy are you?
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might as well start off in the coolest freakin' way possible. so there.
right o. work. it....was different. not 5 minutes after i got there, i had someone jump down my throat, because of a mistake on their part. here's how it went down: this lady walked up, AS i was opening my register. she asked me if my lane was open yet. i said, very clearly, "not yet." she walked off without a word to the next register, and the guy there (i forget his name, but he looks EXACTLY like colin, but with brown hair and no glasses. i shit you not, people.) rang her up. by the time he was done ringing her up, my lane was open, and i was getting customers. she marched up to me, while i was still ringing some old woman up, and promptly asked me why i didn't take her as my first customer, and why i had said my lane was closed (which, i admit, was true at the time, but that was then, and this was now, past tense for the present tense, or vice versa, deal with it.), yet i was taking customers. to top this all off as the best clusterfuck of my day, she was "african american" though i highly doubt she'd ever even see africa from a plane. no matter, the point is, this could now be taken as a possible race issue. i flipped out, because i am most definitely NOT racist, yet she looked at me as if i was wearing a white hood and was shouting white power, or some shit like that. no. so she went to the customer service desk, which is where i directed her for complaints. she whined for about 10 minutes, and was sent away, and i never heard a word about it. ha. serves herright, screwing up and blaming it on me. again, ha. ok, that was proly the worst part of my day, and the most eventful. OH! when i came back from my dinner break, there were like 6 cop cars outside the store. they had this guy handcuffed. i immdeiately thought to myself, "dammit, i missed the excitement again". turns out, not a single person knows what happened, save for some "beeping" that was done. thanks to other cashier fernando for that info. not our fernando, but another fernando. this one was black. i'm tired of being politically correct, while not being harsh. so african american is out the door. get over it.
anyways, that was it, and now im happily at home, talking to the one i've been missing like hell for a few days now ^_^ and completely content with the world. for now.
blah blah blah more work tomorrow 4 to 9:30, another update.
ben gets paid tomorrow! whooo!!!!
fin.
ben