another rainy day.
i almost prefer that when i'm working
because the sunshine is just too tempting!
i usually don't like to use my blog as a journal,
but if i can't rant on my own blog...
where should i do it?
sometimes i just can't keep it to myself.
what exactly makes some people feel they are
entitled to make you stay late at work?
you know the type...
the matter-of-fact asshole who comes in knowing nothing,
demands some kind of everything,
and doesn't give a lick about ruining your evening,
afternoon or morning.
it isn't just this job i've noticed it at,
but at this job,
i actually DO make more money
when i stay to do more work.
i don't actually want to stay,
because i like eating my dinner at dinner time.
i have stayed,
and i will again,
but certainly not for the type i was speaking of above.
it's the people who come into the restaurant
at ten 'til closing and want all your attention,
want to take their time and leave no tip...
or at least not one worth ditching your evening plans for.
it's the lackadaisical shopper on vacation
who wants to tool around at five of,
even though you're shutting the lights off
and it's clear you want your workday to end.
these people NEVER apologize for making you work harder,
or thank you for staying late.
maybe they just think they are SO awesome
you should feel privileged to wait upon their holy asses
and hang on their every word.
i would like for all those folks to experience a major discomfort,
a nasty incurable rash,
or a mind-numbing embarrassment.
that is all.
