y u no buy me plane ticket??? i mish yew too
y i so greedy??
y u no have little cookie elves?
Idk y i so awesome.
y u no have quesadillas!?
try to beat my saturday night, oh shit thats right.. YOU CANT!
odds are I’ll not get any, but go for it.
boo you whore.
So i go in to work tonight, ya know. Its slow as fuck. I just stand there, and then around like 5:30 6:00 it starts to get busy. SO this old woman comes in with her friend and some man ( I’d be in fucking shock if it was her husband, why anyone would want to marry this wench is beyond me. ) BUT ANYWAYSS!!! There are people before her, so were seating people as we can, and she comes up to me and tells me see shes people leaving and people being sat ( mind you shes been her 10 minutes I told her it would be a 20 minute wait) So i tell her there is one table before her and there about to be sat. So I sit the table, and she says she wants a seat near the window because its warm, and that she sees people leaving and knows theres open seat. WELL THERE ARE NO FUCKING OPEN SEATS BECAUSE I WAS JUST FUCKING OVER THERE AND CHECKED ( YA KNOW DOING MY GODDAMN JOB!) and i tell her this ( obviously in a much kinder way) and she says fine. so we start seating people in other sections because she wants a seat in that section. I go over there to look if there is anything open, and she comes up behind me and tells me she knows there are open tables because she sees people leaving… THERE ARE STILL NO FUCKING OPEN SEATS BUT THE OLD MOTHER FUCKING HAG DOESNT BELIEVE! SO SHE LOOKS FOR HER SELFFF AND LOOOOK AT THAT NO FUCKING OPEN SEATS!!!! So we sit her in another section n as soon as she sees someone leave she makes us clean off the table for her ( cuz ya know chilis revolves around this pleasent old hag.) So shes all sat and happy, and then later on this women is bitching at me because all the tables are full and only booths are open. WELL LAST TIME I CHECKED IT WASNT MY FUCKING FAULT THAT PEOPLE WONT GET UP FROM THEIR FUCKING TABLES!!! so she shuts the fuck up and sits in a boot. And when i get off work i call my stepdad to see what he did for dinner, and if there was anything for me to eat. ( he knows i have 0 money for food.) but he fed my brother and is going out tonight and knows i wont be eating and havnt eaten all day. This seriously is story of my life 4 days out of every week. AND I JUST WANT TO FUCKING KILL THINGS!