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greatbritonAAHHHHHH!!!!
Halloween!!!!
I kind of wish there were more kids around here so I could stay inside and hand out little candies to the weirdos. But...there aren't, being that its a college area. So I'm going to Film Club instead to hopefully see a good movie.
Its 5:58pm. It is dark. DARK! *sigh* It is too early to be dark. And its hot again. I don't like this at all.
I got yelled at by my big boss today at work. I showed up to work an hour later then I was scheduled. But I always do when I open because it doesn't take me two hours to get things done. Big Man Peter, it might take two hours. But I went to the bank and the big boss Ruthie was calling and when I got back to the store and answer the phone she's all pissed, on Halloween...a happy day of scary things. sheesh.
She says "What time did you clock in?" Nine. "You're supposed to be in at Eight." It doesn't take me that long to get things started "Well, I have an order for 10:50. That's in an hour you know." Yes, I do know. I've already got dough done, filters clean, and sauce made. I can make six pizzas and sixty wings in an hour. "How come I'm not confident. You're not filling me with confidence right now." I don't know. But I'm not incompetent. Its Pizza...not rocket science!!
YOU FUCKING CUNT FROM HELL!! GAH! Its only pizza. I did not need her stress pushed onto me and trying to make me stress out. Anyway, her pizzas were perfect...and her wings were lovely. All cooked and hot...just like they would have been if she hadn't wasted my time with her useless phone call.
Halloween!!!!
I kind of wish there were more kids around here so I could stay inside and hand out little candies to the weirdos. But...there aren't, being that its a college area. So I'm going to Film Club instead to hopefully see a good movie.
Its 5:58pm. It is dark. DARK! *sigh* It is too early to be dark. And its hot again. I don't like this at all.
I got yelled at by my big boss today at work. I showed up to work an hour later then I was scheduled. But I always do when I open because it doesn't take me two hours to get things done. Big Man Peter, it might take two hours. But I went to the bank and the big boss Ruthie was calling and when I got back to the store and answer the phone she's all pissed, on Halloween...a happy day of scary things. sheesh.
She says "What time did you clock in?" Nine. "You're supposed to be in at Eight." It doesn't take me that long to get things started "Well, I have an order for 10:50. That's in an hour you know." Yes, I do know. I've already got dough done, filters clean, and sauce made. I can make six pizzas and sixty wings in an hour. "How come I'm not confident. You're not filling me with confidence right now." I don't know. But I'm not incompetent. Its Pizza...not rocket science!!
YOU FUCKING CUNT FROM HELL!! GAH! Its only pizza. I did not need her stress pushed onto me and trying to make me stress out. Anyway, her pizzas were perfect...and her wings were lovely. All cooked and hot...just like they would have been if she hadn't wasted my time with her useless phone call.
