I hate Fridays and Saturdays. When I work those nights we get big ass crowds and almost nothing gets done on time. Saturday is due to the papers, Sundays paper that is. Friday is paycheck night. Hello, I’m to plastered to speak; you want a what was it? Hello? Wakey wakey, eggs and bakey. Entertaining yes, but oh so long.
Friday Pat showed, while mom and me were on register. Had to bust our balls. Said I was working a little late cause they needed help. So he said, “I aughta take you home and beat you straight. Working extra hours. HA.”
Saturday night, UB showed and scared the shit out of me. “WHERE’S MY SANDWICH!” Think I got whiplash looking at the screen and not seeing an order then looking at him. “You snot face! What are you doing here?” Forgot he was going to the races. Brought me back a tang top. Which is good because I got rid of a lot of the cloths that I don’t wear anymore. Sis got most of them though. So, now mom gets even more confused when she washes Sis’s cloths. “These yours or hers? This used to be yours; did she steal it again?”
Got my work shirts. Small is like a nightgown to me though. So, my boss has to see if she can get a smaller size for me. Heh, said she’s never had that problem before. Course, from what I have seen, I am the smallest one working there. Can barley reach half the stuff. Excluding the shit on the top shelf that I can’t reach at all. Had a cop get something for me one night, due to the line. I would have had to go all the way to the back and get a step stool holding them up even longer.
Friday Pat showed, while mom and me were on register. Had to bust our balls. Said I was working a little late cause they needed help. So he said, “I aughta take you home and beat you straight. Working extra hours. HA.”
Saturday night, UB showed and scared the shit out of me. “WHERE’S MY SANDWICH!” Think I got whiplash looking at the screen and not seeing an order then looking at him. “You snot face! What are you doing here?” Forgot he was going to the races. Brought me back a tang top. Which is good because I got rid of a lot of the cloths that I don’t wear anymore. Sis got most of them though. So, now mom gets even more confused when she washes Sis’s cloths. “These yours or hers? This used to be yours; did she steal it again?”
Got my work shirts. Small is like a nightgown to me though. So, my boss has to see if she can get a smaller size for me. Heh, said she’s never had that problem before. Course, from what I have seen, I am the smallest one working there. Can barley reach half the stuff. Excluding the shit on the top shelf that I can’t reach at all. Had a cop get something for me one night, due to the line. I would have had to go all the way to the back and get a step stool holding them up even longer.
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