I figured this thing might be getting dusty, it feels like I
havn't blogged in a while.
Today, I had a good moment at work. (This is unusual as
im pretty sure its a factory designed to provide low class citizens with money in the most hellish way possible. Paid slavery.) I was
stuggling with this guy's order because he was ordering the weirdest things that I didn't know how to punch in (Like a
slushie float.. what the hell, why would you ruin a
slushie with ice cream!?). He also ordered a Blizzard that I'd never made before and a banana split and 2 sundaes. It was ice cream madness, enough calories in one order to kill a small child. (Fortunately he had four or five small children to share the load). Anyways, he came back to the counter with his Blizzard and I'm thinking, Christ, what have I done now? (Earlier that day I had managed to rip a door off the cooler and spill the napkin container). To my surprise he came back to tell me how wonderful the think I made was! I was so happy! (You have no idea how wonderful a compliment feels after scrubbing floors and failing at mastering the napkin
dispensers). Then, he gave me a tip, a
toonie. I was like oh...I'll put it in the tip jar, but no, It was my
toonie, apparently! Excellent, I have $2 to not spend on ice cream. It
raised my wage for the day to an extra quarter an hour. It really brightened my mood until I had to go clean the men's washroom, then I gagged a little and I think my grumpiness came
up as a result. However it got me thinking that most customers are, shall we call them long eared domestic animals that generally live on farms and make weird noises, especially in the morning
. (You figure that one out). Well if everyone waiting in line would relax a little and get some patience, maybe they'd get served better. When the workers are happy, then they'll be happy. So
CHILL OUT!
I think that the large body of writing is daunting and will deter most people from reading it =(
