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The managers at my work are so grumpy. I think they like to pick on me because I am not in the 500 Club. THE 500 POUND CLUB, that is. Even my mom said it looked like a safari the last time she stopped by. I don't know exactly what she meant by a safari, but the words "elephants" and "hippos" were mentioned. For example, last night my manager yelled at me for going in the snack area after break time was over. Well I don't know what she was yelling about, there wasn't any food left anyways. All that could be seen for miles around was the aftermath of the break time feeding frenzy, aka thousands of chip bags and napkins thrown all over the floor. Only joking, as if the people on my shift would actually stop eating long enough to use a napkin!!! In fact just the other night Edmund opened a box of ho-hos in the cafeteria and I was lucky to make it out alive
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