Okay I feel like I need to get this out somewhere, like at least type out these two stories before I completely lose it.
I work at chuck e cheeses. This time of year (aka the first quarter of the year), is really busy. Stupidly so. Don’t get me started on that because oh my god I could go on and on about how trashy and ignorant the people are who visit. ANYWAY, *ahem* I was sweeping, cleaning tables, doing dishes, helping cook in the kitchen, distributing prizes, and fixing games as fast as I could go. I’ve got a mental to do list of people to help that’s at least 7 people long because they’re fucking idiots and they like to rudely pull me aside to demand that I do something about this here piece of equipment when in all honesty I know it was YOU who screwed it up because you don’t know how to read directions or you’re not watching your kid who’s shoving cupcakes and tickets in the token slots and ————- OKAY. I need to stop. I’m digressing a bit. *deep breath* Well one person on my mental to do list was a lady. At least she said “excuse me miss” instead of the normal “Hey… HEY!” (and if you’re gonna call me like that I’m just going to look at at you and walk off. Come and find me when you get some manners, asshole) Okay so I walk up to her and ask what’s up. She tells me she put a 20$ bill in the token dispenser and it gave her 20$ worth of tokens. Uh, that’s what it’s supposed to do, but I continued to listen to her. She tells me she wanted 10$ worth of tokens instead of $20 worth. That’s when I politely told her that this machine gives out exact tokens, and I pointed to the big purple letters on the machine where it said so. Hard to miss, lady. She asks if I could just exchange 10$ worth of tokens for 10$. That doesn’t seem so bad of a request, but here at Chuck e cheeses, tokens are not refundable or reversible. You can’t trade tokens back for quarters. After telling her that, her nice lady mask came off. She starts to get an attitude. ”I’ve got and electricity bill to pay" she says. And that’s my problem how? I looked at her and repeated exactly what I just said about tokens not being refundable or reversible. Of course, that’s not what she wanted to hear. After hearing the sob story of how her kids are going to be cold because apparently she really needed that extra 10 dollars for the bill she’s already late on (no, you probably just needed the money for the bus or taxi to get yourself and your rowdy kids home), I became fed up and got my manager. Even if your story WAS true, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING PLAYING GAMES AT A CHUCK E CHEESES WHEN YOU HAVE BILLS TO PAY? She was expecting me to pity her. I don’t sympathize for people who straight up start telling me their sob stories. I don’t care, and I don’t know you. You’re most likely begging for attention. Sure, I at least have the decency to look like I care, but when you have the balls to get ignorant with me for not feeling bad for you and your problems, the chances of me feeling bad for you and wanting to help you out just went from 5% to 0%. I let the manager deal with the rest so I could go back to cleaning up the gameroom that people managed to destroy in those 3 minutes.
Story two! Yay! I had a stack of dishes in my arms from cleaning tables. Doot doo-doo, making my way to the kitchen. I’ve dodged 40 kids and said the words “excuse me” at least 15 times on my way there. Before I get there, I had to traverse the … dun dun duuunnnnn…. Merchandise counter line! You know, where everyone lines up to get their prizes! That’s okay, I’ve done this a few thousand times. “Excuse me” I say politely. A man moves and apologizes. “Nah, it’s okay,” I told him. ”Come on Bobby, the lady has to get through!” He pulls his kid aside (I don’t know if his name was Bobby. What I’m trying to get at here is that he told his kid to make way). “Thanks!” I said. Several people heard this going on behind them and moved out of the way. Almost there! “Excuse me,” I said with a smile. A lady turns her head, glanced at me, and shifted like two inches. I’m not kidding. Maybe she didn’t hear. I doubted that, but I said “excuse me” again, but louder and with a bigger smile. And here’s where I get angry. She turned her head toward me and said “I moved.” I raised an eyebrow at her and said “I’ve got to get through, gotta put these dishes away.” I was smiling on the outside but on the inside I was ready to punch this fat ass woman in the face. She decided she was done listening to me and turned back toward her equally rude friend. I was done. I had had it. I had to get to the back of the kitchen before I fucking lost it. And so I bowled my way right past the lady and her friend with an “oops, sorry” and made my way into the kitchen. And in the background, all I heard were the words “fuckin’ white bitch.”
My apologies: this fuckin’ white bitch was just trying to make her fuckin’ white bitch way to the fuckin’ white bitch kitchen to clean off your dishes.
I didn’t think this would be as long as it is, but at least I got it out.
Stay tuned— next week I may vent about this uppity woman who decided to make a big deal about me not giving her a palm-sized blow up guitar with air already in it! I’m sorry that taking literally two seconds to blow a single breath into the guitar is so hard for you! Next time I’ll blow it up, and after your kid rubs his face on it, I’ll tell you I have mono and a cold sore!
raise your hand if you don’t think benedict cumberbatch is good looking
Everyone is “Hey.”
You are hey. He is Hey. She is Hey. My boss is Hey. The man on the street is Hey. The Wal Mart employee is Hey. The voice at the Sonic drive thru is Hey.
thought my exam was next wednesday
just found out it’s this wednesday
I am screwed.
Wow I’m actually sitting down and studying. I mean, it’s great that I’ve finally started to do so, but in all honesty I should have been doing this a while ago. I don’t mind reading and learning about this stuff; it’s interesting material. So… I think my only issue is getting myself sit down, shut up, and START studying. I need to close myself off in a room with no distractions. And I think I discovered that I work best without music; instead I find more ease in hearing the creaks of the house, the quiet fizzing of my soda, the passing of a car, or the cute chirps of birds in a nearby tree as I study.
Okay. I’ve gotta get back to reading the textbook out loud in different accents. Believe it or not, it helps. Other times it helps if I shut up and read quietly.
Oh. I’m getting sidetracked.
I was walking behind a guy on my way to class and hot diddly dern potatoes…
His booty was fine.
Even in sweatpants.
It was as if a ray of sparkling sunlight shone down and focused its light on the great booty to present it and all of its gloriousness. It was about the only thing I could pay attention to for a good, solid, 10 seconds.
But then… the light faded as he turned to walk in another direction.
♪ what do i want to do with my liiiife~ ♪
♪ what am i gonna do with my liiiiiife~ ♪
♪ i don’t know and its stressing me out ~ ♪
♪ being an adult sucks balls ~~~ ♪
I noticed (at least on the Cerberus server) that the majority of tanks are males, so I decided to make a female tank. YEAH. *raises fist onto the air*
Later today I shall take screenshots and proudly present to you my Hellsguard Roegadyn: Fallon Rosafeuer. She is a dangerous combination of beautiful and kick ass.
— My dad, after rubbing his eyes and then realizing he still had jalepeno oils on his fingers after chopping them up for salsa.
yaay i made a characters page
Aw yiss, let’s go run some dungeons, eh?
…Or just goof around. Either one is fine with me. :)
You only realize how much you take money for granted when you spend your change on a soda and two snacks (that you really weren’t in the moody for anyway) just to get rid of some of the weight in your wallet.
That was me today before physics class.
this semester has just started and I’m already almost too stressed out to function.
and to top it all off, I have work most of the days after school and then over the weekend.
Maaaaaaan I should be in bed because tomorrow I gotta wake up early to go to work and like… make pizza and shred cheese. But here I am, busy playing ffxiv and taking screenshots of the scenery.