Today = Suck.
While gettin rady for work this morning, i bumped my table and my $400 camera dropped onto the bedside cabinet and broke... it no longer will turn on at all. so i'm gonna have to get it looked at.
Missed the bus, cause it was 15 DAMNED MINUTES EARLY! so i had to catch a cab into work.
Work was busy as cause of the roadworks just down the road, plus the air-con had broken down... AGAIN.. and was dripping into a puddle on the floor, and some old lady said that i had to go and clean it up, cause someone might not see it and fall over and injure themselves. OBVIOUSLY she can't see the 3 BRIGHT YELLOW "CAUTION: WET FLOOR" SIGNS that i put out into the restaurant.
Had some dickface customer come in and basically fuck us around for a good 20 mins, got like a $6 meal, and paid with a $100 note, then got shitty when it was shortchanged by $7. For the record, i had 3x $5 notes, and coins. if you've ever worked with money, counting out $94 in shrapnel is damned annoying, and you're bound to miss something along the way.
5 mins later, captain dickface comes back in complaining that he didn't get the gravy he ordered, when shown the receipt stating that he in fact did NOT order any gravy, he started goin off and sayin that it's my fault, when he clearly didn't order any gravy, otherwise it would have been on the reciept.
Another 5 mins after that, dickface comes back in and says he found a hair in the burger he ordered, but he threw it away cause he was that disgusted with it. Now i dunno about you people, but normally i take that to the counter to show the manager or whoever's on so that they know about it? But hey, lets not let reality get in the way of people's bizzare interpretations of the world. Anyways, i apologise, and offer him a replacement, or a discount card for next time, and he jumps down my throat sayin that he doesn't want any more shit from us, and that he wants his money back.
After that whole debacle finished, the big big boss Mark comes in on a random surprise visit, much to my distress, and found a whole bunch of shit that hadn't been done. i dunno.. maybe cause it's been FUCKING BUSY. but no, gotta bite the tongue when mark's around, cause we're not allowed to be smarter than he is..
Finally i get onto a half hour break. yay!! time to sit down and have a bit of a relax and de-stress. oh no wait... The manager comes over and asks if i can cut my break short since it's gettin a bit busy again, and the dipshit kitchenhand never stays back a second later than he's rostered on till. so there goes that whole idea of relaxing...
so yeah... my day's been pretty shithouse. but you wouldn't know it if you didn't read this.
P.S. someone find me a girlfriend? i wouldn't mind one eh... i've tried and i obviously suck at it, so someone else can do it instead.