I Love:
When customers ask me if my cash is open, even when my light is off, I'm putting money in a sack, and there is a metal gate barring them from coming near my cash.
When people ask me if I am working in Seasonal when I have to pass it to get to Cash # 10. "Yes, I do work in seasonal. I just carry this huge metal tray of money with me everywhere I go because it's more convenient than a wallet.
When customers urge me to get a University education.
When engineers urge me to get a University education that isn't Philosophy.
When in the run of a day my ambitions in life range from becoming a World-Famous Author, to becoming a Hooter's Waitress.
Realizing that (off paper), my paycheck doesn't look so huge.
Midnight Stir-fry (this one isn't actually sarcastic)*
* - Note: It isn't midnight yet. "Midnight Stirfry" just sounds better than "Eleven-thirty P.M. Stirfry."
30 June 2008
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2 comments:
You have my sympathies.
At least you're safe from the old men in cowboy hats making the "If I was a few years younger . . . " comments. I hope.
A Hooter's Waitress? =P
And I know the feeling about the people asking if you're open.
The other day, I was serving a few people, and this woman went to the other cash (which was closed), and just waited. After 5 minutes I looked at her, and was thinking how she did't see the sign in front of her saying that cash was closed, as well as I was the only person there, and was at the OTHER cash.
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