slowly reaching the point of becoming antisocial (and I’d like to clarify that it IS an involuntary mental displacement from society, not “OOMYGAHH SO-AND-SO IS SO MEAN, I H8 PPL NAOW!!).
not to mention I’m awkward as hell.
I’m not really sure what to do with all these developments. I know I’m starting to become more prone to the idea of sitting at a computer all day and not having to interact with anyone. Maybe read a book, draw a lil’.
I value mental processes. The conscious effort to grow and stimulate your mind.
As well as video games -_-
So yeah, thats where I am. Just in case someone is doing a longitudinal study on me.
So today the managers basically told me how much I sucked and that they would give me another chance as a server, but they want to move me to HOSPO (which is hostess). I’m thinking about just calling them and telling them not to even give me another chance. I’m really glad I don’t have to be a server anymore, but I still don’t like working at a restaurant.
On the other hand, Tiffany is giving my application to her GM when she can and putting her name on it as well as another associates as a referral. I hope to God I get it.
Today I’ll be collecting a grand total of $1300, which is a combination of my Pell Grant check, and the last check I had from my old job. I’m pretty thankful that this came in so quickly. Hopefully I’ll be getting my tax returns soon.
I’m rewarding myself with a head unit for my car, and maybe a 10”, depending on how much that is.
WORK TODAY, I think I would rather be curb stomped.
Today was the worst shift I’ve had in a while and it just so happened to be on a day that the GM was there. I got a customer upset because there was mayo on her burger. I wrote down that she didn’t want mayo, but for some reason I forgot to ring it in. She was fucking livid, refused to eat at all. The GM saw all of it. Gave the wrong check to someone, they ended up paying the bitchy ladies meal, which the manager had to fix. I also had to wait on the manager in the beginning of my shift, which resulted in him giving me a bad review because his food came out in 14 minutes instead of 10 minutes. How fast the kitchen cooks his food is apparently my fault too. Broke a glass into some lemons. Had to throw those all away. Had to sit down with a manager and talk about how I did so shitty.
So yea, I’ve decided to go to retail. Haha.
At least I can work with clothes and I don’t have people breathing down my neck every 30 seconds.