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 =(
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2 comments:
I read it!
Me too.
I enjoyed it, casue I ranted about work too.
(You have no idea how wonderful a compliment feels after scrubbing floors and failing at mastering the napkin dispensers)
so true! but I never get them.
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