Well, today was a pretty crappy day at work. It can basically be summarised in the following dot points:
- arrive 15 minutes early for work. Walk in and the manager says "oh, you showed up". He for some reason thought I wasn't coming (I've never been late or missed a shift except for one day when they changed the roster without telling me), so he called someone else in to cover my shift.
- Serve some guy talking on his phone. He doesn't hear me confirm his order because he's busy talking, and -surprise- what he ordered isn't actually what he wanted. I take back the burger and throw it away.
- The next man in the queue orders a burger. The people at the back make it and about a minute later it comes down the shoot. I hand it to him, and he says "You've just given me the other guy's old burger, haven't you?" I explain that I threw it away, and that its not even the same type of burger. The guy says "prove it, go get me the other burger", which I then have to fish out of the bin for him.
- Turns out the manager never told the person he called to cover my shift that I came in. They commuted 2 hours from the Sunshine coast and when they got there the manager told them they weren't needed anymore.
- Some guy wants to change his drink for some chicken. I can't change it, and he points out that they are the same price. I tell him I physically can't change it on the machine, and doing anything else would mess up stocktake. He doesn't understand, and starts being condescending about not knowing how to think for myself or some shit.
- This woman started lurking around the store and just as I'd give customers their change she'd come up and say "hey, I need some money for the bus!"
- I apologise to an old woman for running out of something, and offer to give her some free stuff instead. She just yells "give me my money back!"
- Then, at last, its almost home time. I go out to do a final clean of dining room. Someone has changed a diaper on a table, and left the open nappy and some dirty wipes on the table.
I'm doing muh better recovering from surgery than I thought. Havent thrown up once; disziness is minimal, I can talk and function normally enough to be a pedantic wanker with the poor nurses, and I'm not in any pain at all.
Hope it works out and you won't need anymore Kritz.
Mine's at 8.64 posts a day, I think it's always been around 8 or 9.
Also I'm almost to 10,000 posts and I'm coming 6th in AusGAF!
I noticed I was coming second or third for a while there so I've been trying to cut back.