UGH! I had the worst day at work last Thursday! My boss is such a word that I can-not say due to this being a school thing. I am not an idiot, and I do not appreciate being treated like one! The owner of the store/ manager had been gone for most of the shift I was working; I knew he would be back, and dreaded just his presence darkening the doorway. Well as I was minding my own, busing tables and cleaning up like I was supposed to, his green tank showed up, awesome. Of course this event would occur when I was attempting to car far too many dirty glasses to the back, and as fate would seem to laugh in my face; I dropped them. Water, coke, Mr.pibb, Mountain Dew; you name it, it was soaking the floor in a sticky syrupy fashion. So acting quickly to avoid his wrath, I grabbed a mop and began to quickly clean. However, I was far too late to avoid his cursing and yelling. First it was that I didnt put the wet floor sign out, well...maybe because I was going to get a mop? Not like your standing in front of it or anything. Then I don't mop it good enough! I just pushed it all around, well ya know what bud!? Do it yourself then! All the while insulting my intelligance and my ablitly to carry a cup. OH HOW I DISLIKE HIM! Maybe a little bit stronger than dislike actually. So Smile Kira, You work at PizzaRoma(:
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