The Break Up
WINNERS WANT ME!
THEY WANT MEEEEEEEEEEEE!
YAAAYYYY! =D
I never thought dairy queen days would ever be over. It's kinda bittersweet. I adore the girls working there. But that bald, fat, old, heavily Greek accented man makes my blood boil. >.< I can't take another minute of him shouting insults at me that doesn't even sound like English. The only thing I can make out is the word 'stupid'. He's made too many girls cry at dairy queen. Who does he think he is?! I mean yea he's the boss' dad, but that doesn't mean he can go around firing 47525072435842520785 ppl when our boss is on vacation. Psht and he thinks we're his bitches too. He makes us treat him like a god. Once, he made us peel the skin off of boiled peppers. All of us, just standing there infront of a big garbage, peeling away at the gazillion silver trays of red peppers. He made us peel away our dignities and throw them away in the garbage too.
Now, I'm FREE! Well from the grip of the insane dairy queen man. But customers are going to always be a pain in the arse. I remember when I new, I didn't know what size blizzard cup a 16oz was. Appearantly it was a medium. But it wasn't like I went around memorizing weight of the blizzard cups. The lady had a coupon and I assumed it was a small. But the lady insisted it wasn't and demanded to know how much a small weighed. I couldn't give her an answer. So the man behind her said " Well...This IS Dairy Queen." I was like...=O >=[ WTh is he suggesting? That we're stupid just cuz we work there? What an ignorant jerk.
No more chocolate on my arms. No more caramel between my fingers. No more brownies under my nails. No more oreo in my hair. No more ugly visors and mismatched colored uniforms.
It's finally over.
I'm breaking up with you Dairy Queen.
P.S. Sophie Kinsella is an enchanting writer. Can You Keep A Secret is a delightful read.