Hello, I'm back. I finally got out of my job. 3 weeks after I put my 2 weeks in I got a call telling me I was on the schedule for black friday. I HAD to work...WTF no I don't. Apparently they "never got" my 2 weeks, meaning they hate the newbs and don't want me to go. Don't worry, it didn't work cause I made sure to get a copy signed by another manager. Anywho, just signed all the papers today and got my last paycheck.
Now I have a flute studio working with middle schoolers, one elementary kid and 2 high schoolers. Making so much more money.
Now here's the story:
I was in NJ for Thanksgiving. I was at the mall, went to get something to drink.
Me: Can I have a chai latte, 2 extra pumps? (I find that most places have really weak chai. I get my latte, it's warm milk, no chai flavoring at all.)
Me: I'm sorry, can I get a couple more pumps of chai.
C: No
Me: Ok...then can I exchange this for a hot chocolate?
C: Why?
Me: It doesn't have enough chai flavoring
C: I made it to the recipe
Me:...but I asked for 2 extra pumps when I ordered
C: Fine, I'll make you a hot chocolate (gives me the death glare the whole time. There's no one in line, so I'm not holding anyone up. If there had been people in line I would have gotten in back.)
C: Here, 2.50
Me: I have to pay?
C: You got 2 drinks
Me: No, I got 1 drink that I took one sip of and a replacement drink. Actually, I think you owe me a dollar (I still had my change on the counter. Suddenly someone sprays hair spray all over my head.)
Me: What the hell! (I turn around, see the girl from the hair stand behind me. Sorry to anyone who works at those stands, but I hate when people follow you at the mall trying to push whatever on you. I turn back and my change is gone. I know the cashier took it, there really wasn't anyway anyone else could have done so. Then I flipped. I won't put down everything I said, but I left the hot chocolate, received my money form the tip jar, and cursed out the hair girl. She tried to sell more products to me so I grabbed another hair spray thingie and sprayed it on her. I regret it now, but I was pissed. I went to the restroom, rinsed my hair in the sink, and dried it under the hand dryer. I hate hair spray, it stinks and makes your hair feel bad.)
Things got even better downstairs. I walked by a hand cream place. The guy steps in front of me. I'm really not in the mood, I say no thanks and try to step around him. He steps in front of me again. I tell him it's not funny and the same thing happens again. Here's what I think I said (screamed)
Fuck off! The bitch upstairs allready sprayed fucking shit all over me (I have a great vocabulary, right?) and you're pissing me off, so stop harassing me and go fuck yourself!
I then went to the game store right next to the stand, got a round of applause and great service. I hung around with the guys there, and then bought myself assassin's creed 2.
Now I have a flute studio working with middle schoolers, one elementary kid and 2 high schoolers. Making so much more money.
Now here's the story:
I was in NJ for Thanksgiving. I was at the mall, went to get something to drink.
Me: Can I have a chai latte, 2 extra pumps? (I find that most places have really weak chai. I get my latte, it's warm milk, no chai flavoring at all.)
Me: I'm sorry, can I get a couple more pumps of chai.
C: No
Me: Ok...then can I exchange this for a hot chocolate?
C: Why?
Me: It doesn't have enough chai flavoring
C: I made it to the recipe
Me:...but I asked for 2 extra pumps when I ordered
C: Fine, I'll make you a hot chocolate (gives me the death glare the whole time. There's no one in line, so I'm not holding anyone up. If there had been people in line I would have gotten in back.)
C: Here, 2.50
Me: I have to pay?
C: You got 2 drinks
Me: No, I got 1 drink that I took one sip of and a replacement drink. Actually, I think you owe me a dollar (I still had my change on the counter. Suddenly someone sprays hair spray all over my head.)
Me: What the hell! (I turn around, see the girl from the hair stand behind me. Sorry to anyone who works at those stands, but I hate when people follow you at the mall trying to push whatever on you. I turn back and my change is gone. I know the cashier took it, there really wasn't anyway anyone else could have done so. Then I flipped. I won't put down everything I said, but I left the hot chocolate, received my money form the tip jar, and cursed out the hair girl. She tried to sell more products to me so I grabbed another hair spray thingie and sprayed it on her. I regret it now, but I was pissed. I went to the restroom, rinsed my hair in the sink, and dried it under the hand dryer. I hate hair spray, it stinks and makes your hair feel bad.)
Things got even better downstairs. I walked by a hand cream place. The guy steps in front of me. I'm really not in the mood, I say no thanks and try to step around him. He steps in front of me again. I tell him it's not funny and the same thing happens again. Here's what I think I said (screamed)
Fuck off! The bitch upstairs allready sprayed fucking shit all over me (I have a great vocabulary, right?) and you're pissing me off, so stop harassing me and go fuck yourself!
I then went to the game store right next to the stand, got a round of applause and great service. I hung around with the guys there, and then bought myself assassin's creed 2.


I'm sorry, flutes. I used to love reading your posts when you were at the fabric store. I'll miss the stories you were able to post, but I'm glad you got a much better job!


I AM the evil bastard!
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