So yeah, being locked inside your fucking store for almost 2 hours after closing because people fail to inform you the deadbolt is fucked up and needs replaced is a total crock of shit.
It's a bigger crock of shit when I can dismantle the god damn lock and get myself out before a mother fucking locksmith can show up.
I'm not a real happy camper in case you can't tell, especially when my manager knew about it, worked with me today all fucking day, and yet failed to mention "hey Jason don't lock the top dead bolt like you are supposed to normally do or else you'll be locked inside the store.". I guess.."Oh, I'm sorry about the inconvenience." is suppose to make up for it.
It's a bigger crock of shit when I can dismantle the god damn lock and get myself out before a mother fucking locksmith can show up.
I'm not a real happy camper in case you can't tell, especially when my manager knew about it, worked with me today all fucking day, and yet failed to mention "hey Jason don't lock the top dead bolt like you are supposed to normally do or else you'll be locked inside the store.". I guess.."Oh, I'm sorry about the inconvenience." is suppose to make up for it.
but guess whaaaaaaaaaat!!!!! i just noticed on the PA hallowe'en party guestlist that you're going and i'm going and that means i finally get to meet you!!!!!! i'm soooooooo excited!!!!!! *cheers*
xo.