Not Soccer moms, who are a bit on the crazy side.Yesterday was weird. It's like someone slipped something in my water. I was just off, but seriously everything was cool until the end of my shift...
I had this woman, who I refuse to dignify with a name, literally go crazy on me and my manager. Like soccer mom on vicodin crazy. Apparently her husband is one of our managers and well she was going to get him to "bitch us out" today. Not the case. He apologized to us for his bitch of a wife. His words. Not mine. She was throwing out names like she had some sort of power over all of us. Seriously, you're in charge of the mini van, if that. Leave me the fuck alone, mmmmk? Go back to the van, snort a few lines, and fill sorry for your pitiful self. Take the icecream you just bought, and shove it up your ass, because you have royally pissed me off. Oh but I heart Clifton. I have to honorably mention his stoic nature of, "I could give a rat's ass..."
And then if was off to Rowan and Jami's for a night full of laughs.
So that brings me to today. I have this horrid headache that loves to annoy me, and just won't go away. (It's what happens when you get a lack of sleep.) Nothing really interesting happened. No crazy ladies on vicodin. I don't like that much. So yeah, it was an alright day.
Off to eat my chicken pot pie. It better be tasty.
2 comments:
why was she yelling at you? did she ever give a reason?
She bought some icecream, and wrote a check for over the amount so she could get money back. Well the limit for writing a check over, is 20 dollars. There's nothing I could do, the system doesn't allow for it. And when we denied her check, she went into this outrage. Bitching at anyone in site. It was amusing...
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