minor rant and turtle news
Today at work was... hell. Just. Plain. Hell. How times have changed... a few months ago, I was happy with my life and now, I cringe every day I have to go to work. Why? Because the public is stupid. If you've ever worked retail or any kind of food service, you know what I'm talking about. Yes, it IS a generalization, but so be it. After today, I deserve to make them.
I was in the drive through all day. One man didn't like that his shake wasn't full enough so he threw it at me. Thank God I can dodge well. No, it went all over the floor. That meant I had to clean it up. Gee, thanks, assbandit. Fuck you, too.
I have a list of friendly suggestions to help keep someone in drive through from wanting to KILL YOU.
1. Don't ask me to repeat the order after I've already done it THREE TIMES. It only pisses me off.
2. If I ask you to hold on a moment, that doesn't mean to ORDER ANYWAY. LISTEN, DAMN IT!
3. In accordance with number 2, if asked to please wait, don't sit for three seconds and then say, "you ready yet?'. Trust me, I'll let you know and it won't be that long. The more you keep my attention, the longer it'll take for you to get your shit.
4. UM is NOT ON THE MENU.
5. The menu doesn't change all that often. You make the drive through SLOW for EVERYONE when you don't have the slightest fucking idea what you want. If you need to take extra time to look at the menu, GO INSIDE.
6. Now, on the opposite end of the spectrum, if you have to wait a moment for your food, be patient. It's coming up and it'll be fresh. Be glad you have such damn good timing because three minutes earlier, it wouldn't.
7. Don't hand half your trash from your to me. Trust me, there's enough trash that I have to deal with without yours.
8. Do NOT hand me all wadded up money. It's a pain in the ass to deal with and the managers HATE IT.
9. No. Wet. Money. EW.
10. Change is all well and good. We LIKE change. NOT NINETEEN DAMN DOLLARS IN IT.
11. If you don't speak the language fluently enough to be understood over a gravelly speaker, go in and point the the pretty pictures.
12. Talking on the cell is fine, but please make sure I know if you're talking to ME.
13. .... don't throw shit at me. If you do, I'm going to throw something back and it might be your food. ^^
Now, I shall climb down off my soapbox (yes, Tsuki, I know it adds height).
Turtle news... one of the hatchlings died today. Little Spaz was stiff when I got home. It's sad, but he was a very sick little shelldweller. At least he's not sick now.
I'm not looking forward to telling Piper.
I was in the drive through all day. One man didn't like that his shake wasn't full enough so he threw it at me. Thank God I can dodge well. No, it went all over the floor. That meant I had to clean it up. Gee, thanks, assbandit. Fuck you, too.
I have a list of friendly suggestions to help keep someone in drive through from wanting to KILL YOU.
1. Don't ask me to repeat the order after I've already done it THREE TIMES. It only pisses me off.
2. If I ask you to hold on a moment, that doesn't mean to ORDER ANYWAY. LISTEN, DAMN IT!
3. In accordance with number 2, if asked to please wait, don't sit for three seconds and then say, "you ready yet?'. Trust me, I'll let you know and it won't be that long. The more you keep my attention, the longer it'll take for you to get your shit.
4. UM is NOT ON THE MENU.
5. The menu doesn't change all that often. You make the drive through SLOW for EVERYONE when you don't have the slightest fucking idea what you want. If you need to take extra time to look at the menu, GO INSIDE.
6. Now, on the opposite end of the spectrum, if you have to wait a moment for your food, be patient. It's coming up and it'll be fresh. Be glad you have such damn good timing because three minutes earlier, it wouldn't.
7. Don't hand half your trash from your to me. Trust me, there's enough trash that I have to deal with without yours.
8. Do NOT hand me all wadded up money. It's a pain in the ass to deal with and the managers HATE IT.
9. No. Wet. Money. EW.
10. Change is all well and good. We LIKE change. NOT NINETEEN DAMN DOLLARS IN IT.
11. If you don't speak the language fluently enough to be understood over a gravelly speaker, go in and point the the pretty pictures.
12. Talking on the cell is fine, but please make sure I know if you're talking to ME.
13. .... don't throw shit at me. If you do, I'm going to throw something back and it might be your food. ^^
Now, I shall climb down off my soapbox (yes, Tsuki, I know it adds height).
Turtle news... one of the hatchlings died today. Little Spaz was stiff when I got home. It's sad, but he was a very sick little shelldweller. At least he's not sick now.
I'm not looking forward to telling Piper.