I hate people

I hate people with a burning fiery passion. Dani and I went to McDonalds to get some free beverages, and they were absolutely slammed. So I clocked in for a little while to help. I stepped behind the register, and people looked at me like i was an absolute idiot. Like they didn't know whether or not they should speak to me or not because I wasn't in an order. I had to directly ask them what they wanted before they would even speak. Then when I had finally taken everyones orders I went and started running for myself. I got like six orders out, and a bunch of orders later, there were two that were sitting there from the very beginning still sitting there. About five minutes after that, two guys come up and start complaining that they still haven't received their food. I look at their receipts, and it's the food that's been sitting there from the very beginning. I had called it out four or five times and they hadn't come up and got it. It's not like there's an intercom that we can call it out-they have to actually listen.

And then people on most nights are just SO RIDICULOUSLY RUDE. Like really, my job sucks enough without you making it even worse. Just BE NICE. Like even if stuff is taking a long time, there's a reason for it. It's not like we're just sittin back there shootin the breeze not doing anything. It's obviously because we're busy. People just need to calm the freak down. There is no reason to get all angsty about it. Your food is gonna be fresh, so shut the hell up. I'm so sick of my job. I can't wait until I'm out of here and never have to set foot in the Ephraim McDonalds again. Seriously, if I never ever come back to Ephraim again I'll be fine with it. I'll be better than fine. I'll be blissful. I hate this place. I just wanna go back to smithfield and work with Paige and Moriah and Laura and Jay and not have to ever deal with these people again.