so im supposed to work noon-6 today
one of the other workers was supposed to cover for me because i have a dentist appointment at noon. but called last night at like 1030 to tell me he couldnt... so i called a bunch of people last night, no one could come in. so i awoke this morning, feeling like crap. so what the hell kill two birds with one stone right? i go to call out sick, and i have to talk to our gay argentinian district manager. who tells me i have to bring in a doctors note. i dont feel good. but not that bad to warent a visit to the doctors. i told him that, and he gave me the "well thats the rules" i told him that if thats how they treat thier employees then it no wonder they arnt able to hold onto employees. getting at the idea that im gunna quit.
now, i suck at poker. because i dont bluff. apearantly he thought i was. so i hung up, and went down to the store in person to quit right to him, cause well i hate the cock muncher ( literaly) when i got there he had just left. ( actualy walked out the back door as i rounded the corner) and i didnt have the hart to quit on my manager because shes wicked nice. i broke a register one day and she didnt freak out.
i basicly told her not to put me on the next weeks schedual, IE "i quit". she said she would try to find some one to come in and work.
You know your a drunkard if you...
Think box wine is great; eagerly awaiting box whiskey.
Originally Posted by RSF5
Well yeah, the BATFE is like the Anti Hoppy.
Well hey, hey Mr. Policeman
Bet I can drive faster than you can
Come on Hoss, let's have some fun
Go on shoot me with your radar gun
You look bored and I sure am
Catch me if you can.