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10-10-2014, 06:58 PM | #16721 (permalink) |
SOPHIE FOREVER
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You're supposed to carb up the day before the run.
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10-10-2014, 07:11 PM | #16722 (permalink) |
Dude... What?
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I've interpreted this statement to mean I should always eat pancakes for dinner.
Thank you for the pleasing advice, Frowns!
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10-10-2014, 10:33 PM | #16723 (permalink) |
Dude... What?
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I should've followed frowns advice and made pancakes.
I ordered out from a pretty good thai spot, been there a few times usually get the same thing. 3 items and they're about 6 blocks away. Yes, I'm that lazy. 51 minutes. No food. How the hell does it take almost an hour to make 3 items for someone who lives 15 minutes away??? I'd consider walking over there and asking myself if I weren't so darn busy watching movies. >:[
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10-10-2014, 10:38 PM | #16727 (permalink) |
Dude... What?
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I take back everything I said I damn near splooged muh pantses goddamn was that delivery boy cute or what whooooooooooooooooo dang boy howdeh
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10-10-2014, 11:23 PM | #16728 (permalink) | ||
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Dear Diary, what a day it's been!!!
Test, test is this thing on? Ok, so yesterday by some ****ing fluke, I got promoted again. I had a surprise corporate visit, and I went from a shift manager to an ASM (Assistant Store Manager.) Only because the chick in line ahead of me for the job well, um left her brain at home the last 3 months. Right fast forward to today. I get stuck closing with 6 minors that all need to be out of work no later then 11:00, none of them know how to shut the fu#ck up long enough to let me count cash. Now I am a very casual manager, I joke with you, I work you, but I'll make you laugh smile and make work fun. NOW THAT BEING SAID, they all just met ROID RAGE ROXY. Seriously, you ****ing people don't realize that the cash drops I have to make at the end of the night are upwards of 10,000.00? So why are you gonna call me 87 times over the intercom? Easy fix, "3 of you are 20 to 25 dollars short, and I'll come out there and write you all up if you don't let me count in peace." (Course they weren't short at all I just lost my place counting). You'd think it would end there, right, nooo, why can't you people empty trash, pick up the **** in the isles, and you need me to tell you the reason some chick had scissors in the fitting room stuffed in a costume was because she was jacking us blind? I had to tell two of my girls "Ladies this isn't a delicastessin, please wear a belt, and if your shirt doesn't cover the girls, get an undershirt." How many times, do I have to reapeat "No more then 2 20's in your registers ladies, we have been robbed at gun point two years in a row?" Here is the worst part of the night, my favorite minor, the one who breaks her back for me and never gives me lip, but also the one who has a sue happy mother who prints me a forest worth of child labor laws every week and actually had the nerve to come in and yell at my boss, tells me "Roxy I love you please let help." Thanks D but get off my clock I don't care where you go but you gotta get the hell out of the store." ''But.." "No buts D get of my clock," "But," "D, I am going to psychically eject you from my store if you don't get off my clock" So she clocks out, and I go off down an isle right quick, I come back and here she is working away... "D drop that **** and go wait by the front doors, for your parents." "Here's whats gonna happen Roxy, I am going to work these isles, til my parents get here..." I went ballistic, "First off you aint gonna tell me what you are gonna do, that's not how this works, and you WILL NOT TAKE FOOD OUT OF MY MOUTH BECAUSE YOU THINK YOU ARE HELPING ME. THERE IS NO WAY IN HELL I AM ****ING LOSING MY ****ING JOB, AND STOP ARGUING WITH ME DUDE YOU ARE GIVING ME A TUMOR!!" ****IN BULL****,BOLLOCKS,BALLBAGS, /endrant Woah I feel better now!
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10-10-2014, 11:35 PM | #16729 (permalink) |
Dude... What?
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whew dang, poor roxy
it's irritating when insubordinate behavior reaches the point where you have to respond like that.
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10-10-2014, 11:44 PM | #16730 (permalink) | |||
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Oh I forgot about the customer that called me a ****ing bitch because I couldn't give her a discount on a perfectly in tact costume. ... Yoozah that was fun lets go in 3 hours early tomorrow instead 2 shall we. Third day in a row I forgot to take my lunch too Im as hungry as a hostage...
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