|Current mood:|| geeky|
|Current music:||[ hanson - mmbop]|
I can not last out to real people in the way that I tend to attack them through this journal. Why? Well , for starters , I surely would lose my job. I would probably recieve criminal charges. I would most likely undergo some sort of physical attack , probably with a weapon.
I just can't help it that people are so darn stupid to wait staff members. For instance , a woman tonight ( of the "summer" teeth , disheleved hair , strange odor sort ) ordered a milk shake , a strawberry milkshake. She knew closing was within 4 minutes , and that I had quite obviously been cleaning the machine. Bitch still wanted her shake. I start to make it , and she stops me to tell me to add another scoop of strawberry. I tell her we are all out ( which we actually were for a change ) , and she informs me that she "always" gets it. I informed her that we ran out. She didn't like that.
I had to argue with a woman ( around 10 minutes past kitchen closing time ) that we were indeed not cooking anything. She came up and asked me if our pretzels were "stale". Two things wrong with this: 1.) it is quite rude to inquire about the freshness of our food items , mostly because we will always lie , especially if you anger us and 2.) the pretzels in question were plastic display items that do not resemble real food whatsoever. She left in a huff.
I was tempted to offer her a bite , but I figure if I knocked loose any of her bridgework , I would be out of a job. So instead I bitch about her to my coworkers and my Blurty. Fair enough , eh?
I love when people try to bargain with me. Kitchen is closed , then the kitchen is closed. Do not name everything on the menu to ask me if you can have it or not. I will say no to all of those , then anything that might even be a bit of a pain in the ass for me to get. I will spray cleanser all over the dreaded milk shake machine because it's a bitch to clean and quite honestly , who needs a shake at 10:30 anyway?
Also , here is my major complaint of the night: I have semi-severe allergies. I can not stand the smell of old lady perfume ( if you can even call it perfume ) and old man cologne. if you stink , I have to hold my breath. If I inhale your smell , I will cough and sneeze. My eyes will itch. I will be unable to wait on you. So , of course , stand by the register while you wait. Go ahead. Ask a ton of questions. MAKE ME SICK YOU INCONSIDERATE BASTARDS!