I like the way you cant say no.
lets see.
yesterday i woke up and went out with my dad and brother. we ate at Hops and went to the mall. i was trying to find some new clothes, but seeing as im enormous and all clothes are made for girls who are 78.2 pounds i was having a rough time. i ended up buying nothing at all. we went back to my dads house and i was tired so we left. i came home and chilled with gary and we bought tons of cookies from walgreens and made a stop at the bellian. i got some food and it was cool seeing everyone cause i actually am starting to like my coworkers.
we fell asleep and then...
BAM it was today.
i woke up late smelling my moms cooking...thats right i said cooking.
she made meatloaf for lunch and me and jerm made the potatoes . it was so good to eat REAL food for a change.
i talked to my dad and felt guilty because we didnt make it to his house for lunch..and thats after he ordered food. i felt like shit but i had to work at five so i couldnt really do anything about it. i went into work and it was going by pretty fast. i ended up asking to be on dt cause i figured it would be pretty slow and i could get some practice in. it was all going good and i didnt fuck anything up. i was only 16 cents over on my drawer, but thats because people would drive off without their pennies. anyway. at like one something this guy called up yelling....this was how it went M=me H=him
M-"Spring hill taco bell how can I help you?"
H-(in a rude yelling tone)" Yea I just came through there and it was HORRIBLE, the meat was all runny and it was just the worst thing ive ever had. Its those DAMN kids being too lazy to make a fresh batch just cause its about closing time"
M-"Im sorry about that sir if you would like you can come back through and I will remake that for you if you would like"
H-"Im not coming back there at THIS time of nite"
M-(thinking)...he said he JUST came through so how could ten minutes later be too late..
M-"Well sir I can take your name down and you can come in another time for a combo of your choice to make up for it"
M- "Can I have your name..."
and it ended.
Well here's what I have to say to you Mr James Loel. FUCK OFF. Just because your WIFE doesnt want you out past one thirty doesnt mean its my fault that you cant come get a remake...and I really dont think there are any kids working at Taco Bell at almost 2 am...its just a little bit ILLEGAL. And further more just because you are unhappy with your meats consistency doesnt mean you have to fucking YELL AT ME. I didnt MAKE THE MEAT RUNNY. Ill allow you, Mr James Loel to join the honorary "Taco Bell would like to thank you with a cunt bomb society" This membership privileges you to obtain one cheesy bean and rice burrito with a side of "I couldnt care less about your fucking meat" every week. As well I get to dismember you and kill all of your family. After that im going to serve you to the next disgruntled customer.
I cant stand rude dickheads.
cleveland was in an automobile accident so im covering part of his shift in the morning. working twelve to eleven
ennair
yesterday i woke up and went out with my dad and brother. we ate at Hops and went to the mall. i was trying to find some new clothes, but seeing as im enormous and all clothes are made for girls who are 78.2 pounds i was having a rough time. i ended up buying nothing at all. we went back to my dads house and i was tired so we left. i came home and chilled with gary and we bought tons of cookies from walgreens and made a stop at the bellian. i got some food and it was cool seeing everyone cause i actually am starting to like my coworkers.
we fell asleep and then...
BAM it was today.
i woke up late smelling my moms cooking...thats right i said cooking.
she made meatloaf for lunch and me and jerm made the potatoes . it was so good to eat REAL food for a change.
i talked to my dad and felt guilty because we didnt make it to his house for lunch..and thats after he ordered food. i felt like shit but i had to work at five so i couldnt really do anything about it. i went into work and it was going by pretty fast. i ended up asking to be on dt cause i figured it would be pretty slow and i could get some practice in. it was all going good and i didnt fuck anything up. i was only 16 cents over on my drawer, but thats because people would drive off without their pennies. anyway. at like one something this guy called up yelling....this was how it went M=me H=him
M-"Spring hill taco bell how can I help you?"
H-(in a rude yelling tone)" Yea I just came through there and it was HORRIBLE, the meat was all runny and it was just the worst thing ive ever had. Its those DAMN kids being too lazy to make a fresh batch just cause its about closing time"
M-"Im sorry about that sir if you would like you can come back through and I will remake that for you if you would like"
H-"Im not coming back there at THIS time of nite"
M-(thinking)...he said he JUST came through so how could ten minutes later be too late..
M-"Well sir I can take your name down and you can come in another time for a combo of your choice to make up for it"
M- "Can I have your name..."
and it ended.
Well here's what I have to say to you Mr James Loel. FUCK OFF. Just because your WIFE doesnt want you out past one thirty doesnt mean its my fault that you cant come get a remake...and I really dont think there are any kids working at Taco Bell at almost 2 am...its just a little bit ILLEGAL. And further more just because you are unhappy with your meats consistency doesnt mean you have to fucking YELL AT ME. I didnt MAKE THE MEAT RUNNY. Ill allow you, Mr James Loel to join the honorary "Taco Bell would like to thank you with a cunt bomb society" This membership privileges you to obtain one cheesy bean and rice burrito with a side of "I couldnt care less about your fucking meat" every week. As well I get to dismember you and kill all of your family. After that im going to serve you to the next disgruntled customer.
I cant stand rude dickheads.
cleveland was in an automobile accident so im covering part of his shift in the morning. working twelve to eleven
ennair