Monday, August 25, 2003
Chief Negotiator
Me: And do we have any questions about the menu?Guy (looking like he smells something bad): No.Me (thinking: uh-oh): Great! What would we like to order?Guy (sighing heavily): Do you have a meal with chicken fingers and hot wings?Me (antsy, because I...
Wednesday, August 20, 2003
Fools' Paradise
I minored in psychology. Those classes are a fool's paradise. There is no village idiot because the whole village is inhabited by idiots, with a few others of us wandering around simply confused as to why was it that we chose this minor. I thought it...
Friday, August 15, 2003
Five Minutes to Closing, and My Last Customer is A. S. Shole
We get this certain kind of person every once in a while, the kind who can kill a restaurant if the management lets them. They lie and steal to get a free meal, pulling hair out of their own heads to put in their food, complaining about even perfect...
Sunday, August 03, 2003
This lady is the reason postal employees shoot up their offices.
I know most of my posts are bitchy, and I'm really not a bitchy person. I just work in an economically depressed area in which everyone segregates themselves by income level. Although I make decent money for the area, I work in a casual steakhouse that...