so today happened to be the worst fucking day of work ever. everything started off meh ok. Kinda normal i went into work at 8 and started working. ya know the usall. done things iv done everyday for like almost 2 years now. anyways there is tons of customers and they keep asking me if in a "bad mood."
like what the fuck is this shit i keep thinking? iv fucking busy making sandwhiches. My job is at dunkin donuts. and these mother fuckers keep asking me if i am in a bad mood or some shit. i guess im supposed to ask them to get stuff for me. like i run out of eggs and have the time to go get them. well im gona go get them right? makes sence to me. if i run out of shit, then i should go get it. maybe not. i guess im supposed to ask for shit and have it brought to me. ok so i might as well just write down a fucking list and be like hey i need a ton of shit. fucking so fucking stupid the people i work with. not to mention i take a trash out and find both my bosses tossing around a foot ball. like they have shit on me for doing things, but im the bottom run of things. i can fuck around, and get yelled at. You cant then fuck around and yell at me for doing what your doing. my bosses suck so much. well one of them is ok. but my fucking assistant manger fucking sucks so much nad.
like no body ever tells me what to do. and i feel like people get pissed because i do shit. I think now i should just ask somebody what to do. piss them off so much. but, that could be a bad idea.
anyways what set this day off. im fucking busy making sandwhiches right. fucking my assistant manager comes over and starts to help. or so i thought. fucking all of sudden he starts like trying to chat me up about shit out side of work. like if i have a gf, and how my car is doing and shit. LIKE DUDE WHAT THE FUCK? im stressing out about doing my job and this does not help. fucking ass hole. and he keeps going on and on about shit. fucking heres this one and heres this one. like he hands me shit that i dont need. for some reason he thinks that this makes it go faster.
yeah dude. the order that is number 2 is done, but now the first order hasnt been done, and well sweet. but when they are both for drive through. well ya have to get the first car to move before you can get to the next one. not to mention space is limited on the station. he keeps handing me like half done orders. like one sandwich here and then another sandwich for a next order. like dude we have a bunch of half finished orders. But nobody is getting a completed order. FUCKing dumb.
But then all these mother fuckers think im dumb. the funny part is that in the mist of this hole shit session that he gives me. he goes did you work last night? then finishes a order and leaves. yup i know what the deal is. this other mother fucker matt sucks at work.
this dude sits on his fone all night. every other fucking second hes on his fone. 20 mins here and 20 mins there. like for serious. but then he trys to blame me for shit not being done. like dude it is quarter to 10 on a tuesday night. tuesday nights are slower than shit. we had a bunch of stuff to do. then this dude goes "fuck it lets move slow as shit and make some money" like dude iv been working all day. if we arent done it is because of your dumb ass. like with this other chick we used to be out of there at 9 on the dot, and sit around for a hour just because everything was done. actully with this other guy too.
I want a new fucking job! or for people to stop shitting on me. o yeah so this dude goes yeah adam you can go home that other night. He then tells my boss that i left early. like leaving out the part he told me to go home. he tells my assistant manager that i dont do shit. like what kind of a dick is this guy. fucking and then they wonder why i dont like people. like golden rule is dont be a shit head and maybe people will like you.
FUCKING A.
as long that i dont get fired i guess things will be ok.
like what the fuck is this shit i keep thinking? iv fucking busy making sandwhiches. My job is at dunkin donuts. and these mother fuckers keep asking me if i am in a bad mood or some shit. i guess im supposed to ask them to get stuff for me. like i run out of eggs and have the time to go get them. well im gona go get them right? makes sence to me. if i run out of shit, then i should go get it. maybe not. i guess im supposed to ask for shit and have it brought to me. ok so i might as well just write down a fucking list and be like hey i need a ton of shit. fucking so fucking stupid the people i work with. not to mention i take a trash out and find both my bosses tossing around a foot ball. like they have shit on me for doing things, but im the bottom run of things. i can fuck around, and get yelled at. You cant then fuck around and yell at me for doing what your doing. my bosses suck so much. well one of them is ok. but my fucking assistant manger fucking sucks so much nad.
like no body ever tells me what to do. and i feel like people get pissed because i do shit. I think now i should just ask somebody what to do. piss them off so much. but, that could be a bad idea.
anyways what set this day off. im fucking busy making sandwhiches right. fucking my assistant manager comes over and starts to help. or so i thought. fucking all of sudden he starts like trying to chat me up about shit out side of work. like if i have a gf, and how my car is doing and shit. LIKE DUDE WHAT THE FUCK? im stressing out about doing my job and this does not help. fucking ass hole. and he keeps going on and on about shit. fucking heres this one and heres this one. like he hands me shit that i dont need. for some reason he thinks that this makes it go faster.
yeah dude. the order that is number 2 is done, but now the first order hasnt been done, and well sweet. but when they are both for drive through. well ya have to get the first car to move before you can get to the next one. not to mention space is limited on the station. he keeps handing me like half done orders. like one sandwich here and then another sandwich for a next order. like dude we have a bunch of half finished orders. But nobody is getting a completed order. FUCKing dumb.
But then all these mother fuckers think im dumb. the funny part is that in the mist of this hole shit session that he gives me. he goes did you work last night? then finishes a order and leaves. yup i know what the deal is. this other mother fucker matt sucks at work.
this dude sits on his fone all night. every other fucking second hes on his fone. 20 mins here and 20 mins there. like for serious. but then he trys to blame me for shit not being done. like dude it is quarter to 10 on a tuesday night. tuesday nights are slower than shit. we had a bunch of stuff to do. then this dude goes "fuck it lets move slow as shit and make some money" like dude iv been working all day. if we arent done it is because of your dumb ass. like with this other chick we used to be out of there at 9 on the dot, and sit around for a hour just because everything was done. actully with this other guy too.
I want a new fucking job! or for people to stop shitting on me. o yeah so this dude goes yeah adam you can go home that other night. He then tells my boss that i left early. like leaving out the part he told me to go home. he tells my assistant manager that i dont do shit. like what kind of a dick is this guy. fucking and then they wonder why i dont like people. like golden rule is dont be a shit head and maybe people will like you.
FUCKING A.
as long that i dont get fired i guess things will be ok.
I hope you get some relaxing time.
I hope you get some Santori time. lol