LONG rant
I just started working at this hellhole "McDonalds"......yup.......today was my third day...and tommorow and sunday i get to do 8 hour shifts...yay for fuckin me.....
I hate my manager...you know i REALLY would NOT mind the job if that stupid bitch just keeled over at my feet while checking how clean my toilets were...then i could just...blah...they need a "fantasy's about killing your boss" community....billyboy...someone...make it happen! :-)
anyway...yeah...its my third fucking day, i have no idea what the fucking hell I'm doing......i'm not supposed to...all my other managers tell me that......not stupid *Mich ..(name changed due to paranoia) no...i've been there fucking two days, and i should know how to do fucking everything...i should know register with the greastest of ease, I should know how to make fucking sundaes even though NO ONE has EVER fucking shown me how to do it....I should know what all our products are, how to get them, where to find them, and how to make them, and how to ring them up in the fucking... 9 hours i've worked there so far! FUCK YOU MICH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! god. Heres an idea...lets take it all out on the quiet girl that just started, she's not gonna do anything about it.......we can throw the fucking sundae cups at her when she messes it up cuz i didnt want to take the responsibility into my own fucking hands to SHOW her how to do it!!!! Fuck her. The only reason i'm at this goddamn job is cuz i need to be able to say i had one over the summer....i dont need a car..it'd be nice, but i dont need one. Really, all i need from this job is to start making some money to put away in a bank account for whatever i'll need later in life....and to get my mom off my back..thats the ONLY reason i'm putting up with her shit...and as soon as F-ing summer is over, she can kiss my ass, cuz i QUIT! I'm SIXTEEN FUCKING YEARS OLD! I dont REALLY need this job, at least not yet. so FUCK YOU!
I hate my manager...you know i REALLY would NOT mind the job if that stupid bitch just keeled over at my feet while checking how clean my toilets were...then i could just...blah...they need a "fantasy's about killing your boss" community....billyboy...someone...make it happen! :-)
anyway...yeah...its my third fucking day, i have no idea what the fucking hell I'm doing......i'm not supposed to...all my other managers tell me that......not stupid *Mich ..(name changed due to paranoia) no...i've been there fucking two days, and i should know how to do fucking everything...i should know register with the greastest of ease, I should know how to make fucking sundaes even though NO ONE has EVER fucking shown me how to do it....I should know what all our products are, how to get them, where to find them, and how to make them, and how to ring them up in the fucking... 9 hours i've worked there so far! FUCK YOU MICH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! god. Heres an idea...lets take it all out on the quiet girl that just started, she's not gonna do anything about it.......we can throw the fucking sundae cups at her when she messes it up cuz i didnt want to take the responsibility into my own fucking hands to SHOW her how to do it!!!! Fuck her. The only reason i'm at this goddamn job is cuz i need to be able to say i had one over the summer....i dont need a car..it'd be nice, but i dont need one. Really, all i need from this job is to start making some money to put away in a bank account for whatever i'll need later in life....and to get my mom off my back..thats the ONLY reason i'm putting up with her shit...and as soon as F-ing summer is over, she can kiss my ass, cuz i QUIT! I'm SIXTEEN FUCKING YEARS OLD! I dont REALLY need this job, at least not yet. so FUCK YOU!