Changes: We all do it

[trig_davis]

So: Shit at work just made me lol. Customers kept arriving in a rhythm that suggested that we should call people in. We did. No one answered. F. M. L. Prep was 42.8% complete around 3 pm, which doesn't bode well at all. Our supervisors walk in, and everyone collectively thought "Shit..." Even myself. They helped us out. Linda came by me to use a scale to find out why one of our flattened piece of dough felt light. She weighed it and it checked out. I empathized with agreeing that at one time I had to re-weigh a deep dish sheetout because it felt light, but it was the right weight. She decides to go into our giant fridge and walk out to bring the trash can inside. Apparently, all of our dough was 1 ounce short. All of it. Which means managers get in trouble, because Jason is a paranoid man of neurotic proportions. I come in today, and all of the managers looked at me as if I killed their collective kitten. Seriously, guys? Wasn't my fault. I know hold in my hand video surveillance of our faulty scale. Suck it, supervisors. You're wrong. Again. Seriously. I wanna quit.

Also: My trust fund came in, and will be available to me Jan 4th.

Therefore: I really should've quit that POS of a job. The schedule is in a constant state of change: Idk if I'm workin tomorrow, to tell ya the truth.

Looking Onward: Tomorrow is a X-mas party I guess I'll go to. Saturday is the business X-mas party, where I am to bring a White Elephant Gift and homemade Mac and Cheese. Mmmmmmmm. Sunday is a shift after a few months of NEVER working a Sunday. Odd.

How: is shit going on with you guys?

[ I'm truly interested... truly ]