When I said I wanted a shift, I DIDNT MEAN WORK.
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When I said I wanted a shift, I DIDNT MEAN WORK.
no bc why is ur grown ass beefing w a something-teen year old in a fast food drive thru. DAMN HUNGRY HUNGRY HIPPOS FAWK
lmao crying at these 8 year old boys at work today. there were four of them and one came to my counter like “can I have a hotdoggg” and I was like “you got money?” because I enjoy picking on my little kid customers like im an 80’s bully and then he ran off to his mama he was so cute. he came back with his friends to wait for his hotdog and they were just leaning all on my counter being annoying but they were so cute and I’d rather have them annoying me than grown ass people who don’t tip so. I gave them free cool ranch doritos and they were yelling “YOURE THE GOAT!!” as the elevator door closed
I looked at my bank account and said:
"Employed core >v<"
(The number was greater than $0)
Just so you know I'm still insane I just got a job
my second least favorite thing about my job is when people order root beer. i have come to despise the nauseating smell of root beer. it smells like the bleeding ichor of a giant insect monster that i have beheaded. it goes into death squealing and writhing as it sprays its disgusting blood. makes me sick to my stomach. i hate the smell of root beer so fucking much
an angel lost its wings today (chronically online shitposter got a job)