Apple Bee's are big Ass Weenies!!!
i...am not a happy camper at the moment. i had to work at Lone Star today...which, in all honestly really wanst half that bad at all. i worked with Alecia and another new girl Ashley and had a farily decent time, even the manager...who is supposedly a really big douche bag...wasnt half that bad. when i asked him if i could get off when my scheduel actually has me getting off for...he said that it would be NO PROBLEM. and yay, it wasnt. they ended up needing to cut two of us anyways..so Ashley and me were cut by 140 so we decided to eat lunch together. it was pretty sweet, shes really nice and she reminds me a lot of a girl that Bridget use to be really good friends with (might still be) Morgan...excpet...Ashley..as far as i know...isnt that self invovled. So...i had a good lunch...very happy because im making friends with my co workers and i like friends. And so i was out of there by 210, which was great because i had a interveiw with Applebees at 230 and i still needed to change. When i got outside i saw i had missed a call, and it happened to be from one of the many places i've put an application in, saddly though they couldnt interveiw me until some time next week...if they even will remember. so i drive around to the back of the mall and hurridly change shoes and my top when i think no ones looking, because i didnt think it was such a hot idea to walk in and be wearing a Lone Star tee shirt. i get changed, drive like a bat out of hell to Applebees and get inside. The lady who interveiws me is super nice and when she asks me what iw ould rather be...a Hostess or a Server...i was like well gee...i could either host and not make anything or be a waitress and make nothing BUT plus tips. so i told her server and she said that was great because thats what they desprately needed. so i go through all the silly little paperwork things that like...go through your personaility and shit and i think im finally going to get hired and then she turns around and ask me how old i am...uh oh. As soon as i told her i was 19, she told me they couldnt hire me...and that i could come back in a year when i was 20...and a day. Yea...ok...KISS MY WHITE CELULITE FILLED ASS. the whole thing was a waste of my time...as well as hers...and frankly im pissed about the whole thing i guess its still 3 hour shifts at Lone Star for a whopping 5.75...until i get another call. someone up there is getting a huge kick out of this i know...Baby better be prepared to have some rough sex today...because im thinking thats going to be the only thing that saves this day from being a complete dissapointment...