OHMYGOD. WORST DAY EVAAAAR ( Read more... )

Ok, so I just went out for coffee with two of my friends from high school, and I am facing a problem.

See, they have a spare ticket to Dave Matthews on Friday night. And I really, really, really want to go more than anything. It'd be about $40, fun, and we'd tailgate and just generally have an awesome time ( Read more... )

So I worked nine hours this morning. But oh no. That is not enough. I will be going back in an hour to work some MORE ( Read more... )

Things are sometime too good to be true ( Read more... )

There is this woman at work (Sharon, who I mentioned in the long rant of a post from a few days ago) who drives me insane. Another woman, Darlene, has been struggling for money the past few months because her husband was very sick and he actually just got open heart surgery this week, so he's been out of work. Sharon bought a card and every day ( Read more... )

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So a quick recap of last night.

( I need to learn to be more forceful with managers. )

Can I just say that I cried at work tonight?

Yes, it was that bad.

Some might have even called it sobbing.

24 23 MORE DAYS.

Today, one of the other servers got to throw a pie in the face of one of our managers. He was being a big baby about it, so Melissa (fun manager) put on a trashbag and took half of the pie in her face as well ( Read more... )

32 DAYS

In other news, yesterday was HORRIBLE at work.

( This is gross; proceed with caution. )