So apparently today was supposed to be the rapture. It was thoroughly displeasing to me. I was hoping I could call off work due to zombies eating my brains or a flying Christian hazard. Unfortunately though I still had to drag my lazy fat ass to work and deal with less than content people. As per usual, the customers weren't the ones who irritated me. Other workers. Not anyone who is a counter attendant, like me. It's the people that I don't necessarily work alongside. I.E cooks and janitors. I won't mention names but if any of my coworkers read my blog. I love. Love. LOVE. LOVE. Kolt. Roger. Josh. Manzer. and Deb. It was none of those people.
A few of the quotes from the night:
Erin: What's his name?
Brad: Roger?
Erin: Seriously?? That's his name?
Roger: Yes. What did you think my name was?
Erin: Seriously? I call all of the cooks Kolt. Even when Kolt isn't here. I scream "Kolt! Kolt! Kolt!" Until someone comes.
Customer: Can I get-
Erin: No.
(for the record, I was joking, he had a laugh and I did serve him.)
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