I love my bipolar mommy!!!
I worked drive thru all night. I was feeling so proud because I got through 4 busy rushes without having a moodswing and freaking out Bonaduce-style (BTW, you should all watch Breaking Bonaduce. Very interesting look into Danny living with bipolar). I felt so good. I felt in control of my problem for the first time in a while. It was liberating.
There I was, 11:48...and I got off at midnight. I could make it 12 minutes.
There was another rush right then, a few assholes, nothing that really got me...until...
This one bitch drove up to the window.
"I get a discount cuz I been sittin' there fo' fif-teeeeeen minutes!"
"I'm sorry ma'am, but I have to make the milkshakes for drive thru and that's why it's taking so long. I'm not allowed to give discounts."
So she gave me her money and I paid her out. I went to hand her her food...and she THREW (yes, THREW) it at me and said "I NEED MAYONAISE AND KETCHUP!"
I put some ketchup i nthe bag and a cup of mayonaise. I handed it back to her.
"You said yous makin' mah milkshake, did you at least wash yo' hands first?"
I took off the headset, sat it on the counter, took a breath, and screamed. I stopped the entire restaraunt. I then said "Frank, I...can you please deal with the nice lady in the drivethru?"
I went to the back. Keena (who usually works day shift--she's who I've been buying my hydro from lately--and damn is that some good shit) was comforting me. "Your job is impossible, baby, you can't do 3 things at once. Don't let it get to you. Just sit down, I'll get you some water, honey."
I look at the clock...11:55. Keena came back. "That bitch is still in the drivethru cussin' Frank out. Takelia got her for ya though, girl!"
I stood up when I stopped shaking (4 minutes after midnight), and went and clocked out and went to the car. That bitch was still in the drivethru. She refused to move and was still arguing with anyone who came to the window. They had all the other cars drive around while they took food out to the cars and such. Frank slammed the window in her face a few times. They were getting ready to call the cops on her.
Mom was like "Are you okay?" I explained to her about what had happened.
About that time, the fat bitch finally pulled out of the drivethru because Frank had told her he just called the cops. As she was leaving the parking lot, mom acted like she was gonna back into her van.
Then, when we left...mom got in the turn lane to 56th street (to go home we're supposed to go the opposite way). She wa following the bitch! Talking her, riding her ass!
Then, when we got ON 56th, mom sped up, passed her like she was gonna run her off the road, cut in front of her, then stuck her hand out the window and flipped her off!!!
When we got to the redlight in front of King, she was in the lane next to us. Mom looked at me and said "Roll your window down and flip her off, NyNy."
I proudly did it. God, did it feel good!
God, I love my mommy.
And love my new icon...Maury Povich <3<3
There I was, 11:48...and I got off at midnight. I could make it 12 minutes.
There was another rush right then, a few assholes, nothing that really got me...until...
This one bitch drove up to the window.
"I get a discount cuz I been sittin' there fo' fif-teeeeeen minutes!"
"I'm sorry ma'am, but I have to make the milkshakes for drive thru and that's why it's taking so long. I'm not allowed to give discounts."
So she gave me her money and I paid her out. I went to hand her her food...and she THREW (yes, THREW) it at me and said "I NEED MAYONAISE AND KETCHUP!"
I put some ketchup i nthe bag and a cup of mayonaise. I handed it back to her.
"You said yous makin' mah milkshake, did you at least wash yo' hands first?"
I took off the headset, sat it on the counter, took a breath, and screamed. I stopped the entire restaraunt. I then said "Frank, I...can you please deal with the nice lady in the drivethru?"
I went to the back. Keena (who usually works day shift--she's who I've been buying my hydro from lately--and damn is that some good shit) was comforting me. "Your job is impossible, baby, you can't do 3 things at once. Don't let it get to you. Just sit down, I'll get you some water, honey."
I look at the clock...11:55. Keena came back. "That bitch is still in the drivethru cussin' Frank out. Takelia got her for ya though, girl!"
I stood up when I stopped shaking (4 minutes after midnight), and went and clocked out and went to the car. That bitch was still in the drivethru. She refused to move and was still arguing with anyone who came to the window. They had all the other cars drive around while they took food out to the cars and such. Frank slammed the window in her face a few times. They were getting ready to call the cops on her.
Mom was like "Are you okay?" I explained to her about what had happened.
About that time, the fat bitch finally pulled out of the drivethru because Frank had told her he just called the cops. As she was leaving the parking lot, mom acted like she was gonna back into her van.
Then, when we left...mom got in the turn lane to 56th street (to go home we're supposed to go the opposite way). She wa following the bitch! Talking her, riding her ass!
Then, when we got ON 56th, mom sped up, passed her like she was gonna run her off the road, cut in front of her, then stuck her hand out the window and flipped her off!!!
When we got to the redlight in front of King, she was in the lane next to us. Mom looked at me and said "Roll your window down and flip her off, NyNy."
I proudly did it. God, did it feel good!
God, I love my mommy.
And love my new icon...Maury Povich <3<3