I was workin window and someone said there wasn't a straw. This is a normal occurence. This time, I had personally checked and wasn't spacing out. AND I could see the straw. From the window. In the bag. "It's in there." now gtfo.
he rummages through the bag. No it's not.
"Yes it is."
"No-uh"
"I see it. On the right."
OH THERE IT IS. derp.
I noticed the drive-thru liquor man has a tip jar. I've been thinking about tips a lot recently. Since I do a minimum wage job, and get no tips. I've now become a bad tipper. Because I realised I shouldnt be giving that bitch a five when she refilled my cup once. and I've been empty for an hour.
She should get a nickel. ROFL I AM YOUR RENT SO FILL MY CUP!
I think we should get tips at mcd. drivethru beerman gets tips. Know what he does? Reads magazines. Someone pulls up. He grabs beer. Hands it to them. They go on. He gets tipped for that. Horsecrap.
i was put on french fries recently. I usually try to gravitate there, cuz it's uber easy. But this time I had a french accent. And made a white flag out of a fry bag.
There's an old tanned man. White beard. Soft spoken. Smelly. Wears the same shirt for a week. like a cartoon character. Unlike a cartoon character, it is literally the same shirt. I can see stains from the day before. He's been coming in for a while,(i think) but I only noticed him a few weeks ago. Gross.
Not the worst patron, of course.
Sunday, July 3, 2011
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