Shoot Me, Stuff Me, Mount Me
Please, if you have a shred of decency, kill me. I cannot stress how bad it is to work at Wendy's. Now, it may not be that bad to work there, if I didn't have to work until 2-the fuck-a.m. every night. How can one tiny place have a three-hour cleanup, while serving customers? Now, I don't need a job anymore, I need a NEW job. This is insanely frustrating because I finally find a job and it blows beyond belief. I'm going to try to apply to some places, but this is ridiculous. I know they hired me for the exact reason that nobody wants these shifts, but I don't want them ALL THE GODDAMN FUCKING TIME. Five days this week I have to work until 2 a.m. If anyone would like to have a go at me right now, I'd welcome the bullet. This is worse than the time I was a Calvin Klein model. I'm trying to find a way to see the bright side of things. I'll tell you right now...I'm having trouble.