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Friday, March 05, 2004

Yesterday wasn't so bad. Rain heavy, but people were being good sports about it and not a lot of trafic to get worked up about.

UNTIL....

This big whale came waddling in with two kids about as tall as his leg. And I ain't kidding, I couldn't see around this guy. But that didn't bother me, what started to go sour was when I gave my usual customer greeting and HE decides to interupt me with one of those "I'm a paying comsumer, shut up bitch!" voices. Glowering down at me like I just killed his wife or something.

"You better listen, cause I'm only going to say this once! Last time you guys screwed up my order and I only got 7 boneless wings instead of 20. Blah blah blah!"

HOLY MOTHER OF FUCK! I AM SO SORRY, MASTER! HOW DARE ONE OF MY TEAM MEMBERS GIVE YOU AN ORDER SHORT 13 WHOLE PIECES OF CHICKEN NO BIGGER THEN McNUGGETS. NO WONDER YOUR LIFE IS A PILE OF PUTRADING SHIT NOW BECAUSE OUR CRAP IS THAT FREAKEN HOLY! I'M SO SORRY, I SHOULD BEND OVER AND LET YOU THROTTLE MY ASS FOR SOMETHING I DIDN'T EVEN DO!! THEN WHEN YOU FINISH, I THINK I'LL HARPOON YOU WITH SPORKS IN AN ATTEMPT TO MAKE YOU SHUT THE HELL UP. UNLESS, OF COURSE, YOU START TALKING TO ME LIKE A HUMAN BEING INSTEAD OF SOME SLAVE.

Shame you can't say what you want to these people really. That would have been a great cooler story. But honestly, it's just food! Why does everyone throw a big shit over something so trivial as $2-6 when you spend more money on cigerettes and beer!

Anyway, this guy went on, his hoiler then thu trip. Even made me take the orders for kids meals from his kids. Who looked ready to faint if I so much as blinked too fast. As if he wasn't done yet, my packer offered him EXTRA wings to make up for that and he had the nerve to start demanding lerge sides for free too!

Noooooo! You come in and treat me like shit, you're lucky you leave with anything that's not paid for. But my packer didn't listen to me and gave him SOME free stuff. I charged him for others. Finally he's done with the order, but not being an ass.

"You better be smart enough to know how to take credit!" *tosses card hapazardly enough to send it under my register*

Now he's REALLY lucky he left with anything. I've honestly had enough of these shitballs. It's one thing to piss and moan over food and shit that WAS our fault, but to insult me directly for no reason....no more.

Two months is too log to wait before I'm rid of this job...

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