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HATE YOUR JOB? SO DO WE...

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Excuse me, I believe you have my stapler... [Jul. 20th, 2004|02:28 pm]
HATE YOUR JOB? SO DO WE...

myjobblows

[allysonlh82]
[mood |amusedamused]
[music |take this job and shove it....]

My job blows... I work at the Chicken Coop in downtown kalamazoo. VERY ghetto. I'm an assistant manager there, so it doesn't suck as bad as it used to... however... I've worked there for a year and so far I've been cussed out (and I mean seriously cussed out... the "C" word was involved) for failing to give some guy plastic ware in the drive thru (we're not supposed to give it out unless they ask for it.. it's expensive and all), some guy called my a stupid fucking bitch because I asked him to "please hold on one moment", some guy screamed at me not to talk to him because he was upset at one of the other employees for messing up his order and then proceeded to tell me what an ignorant bitch I was, I've had some guy hit on me and ask for my phone number and then later come back with his mom and blamed me for her order being wrong and then tried again (after he got me yelled at for no reason!) to get me to give him my number, AND I had some drunk guy with no teeth come in and ask if he could sweep up the floor for a bucket of chicken.

My job is GHETTO... and it totally blows... fortunately, I have the best co workers ever and my boss totally rules. If only it weren't for those damn customers...
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