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Nov. 1st, 2018

Ah, Halloween in Chapel Hill.  I was woken up this morning by the cops.  There was a drunk Spiderman on the lawn, playing bongos.  The bongos didn't wake me up, but the ensuing altercation did.  Go figure.

Sadly, we didn't have a single trick or treater, so no one was able to admire my vintage S*bucks barista costume.  Oddly enough, while I was searching for black pants, I found an old apron AND my shift manager shirt from when I worked for the company *mumble* years ago (give y'all a hint:  I was in one of the test markets for the PSL).

That's how i broke the news to Kent.  It took him a minute, because he stayed late at work (they are STILL re-stocking and dealing with the equiptment failures after Michael.  Apparently, corporate has lifted the limits on OT through the first of the year).  Finally, I said "Ya know...I don't think we can make it on my hours at Hamburger Hell.  You're going to have to go ask for a raise, get paid what you're worth.  And tell [redacted] that you're really going to need it to boost your manly ego when I start making [redacted] more an hour than you next month."

And then there was much rejoicing in Mudville.

What sucks is that I want to start RIGHT NOW.  But I've got to wade through state AND corporate paperwork, then wait for the next orientation (Nov 19).  Which means I'm stuck for two weeks.  I can endure anything for two weeks but...ugh.  Godess grant me strength to NOT go with my gut reaction towards the first person who asks for a McLatte today.

And away I go!  And I'm working with Odious (soon to be former) Co-irker.  Wish me luck.


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Nov. 1st, 2018 07:02 pm (UTC)
A Spiderman playing bongos on your lawn? Hmmm....I hate to say it but better your house than mine.

Over the past few years, we've had a girl higher than shit on Meth dancing on our porch, admiring our lights and decorations and a guy passed out on our lawn in the Summer because he was too drunk to stumble any further. And this is a small, podunk town and I'm originally from L.A. I NEVER had this kind of stuff go on in my front yard in L.A. and I lived there for 20 years!

Life can be a pageant of the bizarre sometimes, can it not?

Good luck on the new gig.
Nov. 1st, 2018 09:45 pm (UTC)

A drunk Spiderman playing bongos on the lawn sounds amazing haha. Quite a site to see. Good luck with your two more weeks in Hamburger Hell! But hey, at least it's only two more weeks.

Nov. 1st, 2018 10:35 pm (UTC)
Spider-Man, Spider-Man, playing the bongos like only a Spider-Man can... :)
Nov. 2nd, 2018 09:39 am (UTC)
Good luck with everything in Mudville.

We had one trick or treater and I was comatose on the couch.
Nov. 5th, 2018 02:08 am (UTC)
for some reason i'm channeling sheldon playing the bongos in the middle of the night.

best wishes surviving hamburger hell for two more weeks. and that kent can ask for and get a raise.
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