I HATE THIS PLACE!

[shadoweloc]

Where has the time gone? I'm alone again doing the same old routines... I've been thinking a lot about the past lately, and have come to a very usual conclusion. I have no life. I have no friends. I have no money. I have no career. Well the good old Buick Open went to the resturant, and I must say it was hell. Thank you very much you fucking assholes for making me work for next to no money! I don't live with my parents. I live at a fucking resturant with fucking idiots! All of them are fucking selfish malicious pigs! All they talk about is drugs, alochol, who fucked who, how they are going to pay their rent/child support, surpass the legal system by de-toxing their bodies, who's a bitch or an asshole, or how they got fucked over by someone else who was supposed to work for them. I am not everyone's fucking middle man. Nor am I anyone's fucking slave! They have no idea what the meaning of teamwork is for one... Two they do NOT train people the way they should, or tell them half of the stuff that they are supposed to do. Three, people do not order shit or bother to look in the storage room for the supplies we have. (or the walk-in or the garage where we keep the shells...)Four, the fucking management does not enforce the rules, but makes them. They also shoot you down and make you feel so small that you could be a child. Five, I don't care how many fucking waitresses will tell you they do their sidework... Most of them do not do it well. (I must say I am very thorough when it comes to cleaning.) I just hate my work. There is no other way to describe it....
Toodles,
Shadow