Another text message. Super. Cold is almost gone though so that's a good thing.
So when I went to a Wendy's today I knew it was going to be trouble. I might get some flak for this but I'm not tyhe caring kind at this point.
It's full of hispanic people who barely speak any english. I say barely because they could repeat the menu back. A person before asked 5 times to get some Ranch Dressing...5. Now when I say they asked I mean they asked..got something handed to them that was NOT Ranch Dressing.
So I ordered a #7 Homestyle Chicken sandwich. I also ordered a chili with no cheese. I had to stop them from putting cheese in the chili which casued me to miss that I got a hamburg instead of chicken.
Now...if I had a receipt I would have called and talked with a manager...who wouldn't be able to speak english...and maybe get this all taken care of. But no. Nothing in the bag. I'm not gonna drive back there now. I'm pissed at them. If I lived in another country and I wanted a job. I'd learn the language first. UNless I'm doing somethign doesn't need me talking very much...like man whoring or something.
Fucking fucktards. I hope the building caves in.
*sigh*
I wish I could chop wood. I need to vent this anger. But instead I'll pack it down and save it for later when it can come out when it's not needed or wanted.
I hope you all are well. I've been better but I'm getting used things.
Take care.
So when I went to a Wendy's today I knew it was going to be trouble. I might get some flak for this but I'm not tyhe caring kind at this point.
It's full of hispanic people who barely speak any english. I say barely because they could repeat the menu back. A person before asked 5 times to get some Ranch Dressing...5. Now when I say they asked I mean they asked..got something handed to them that was NOT Ranch Dressing.
So I ordered a #7 Homestyle Chicken sandwich. I also ordered a chili with no cheese. I had to stop them from putting cheese in the chili which casued me to miss that I got a hamburg instead of chicken.
Now...if I had a receipt I would have called and talked with a manager...who wouldn't be able to speak english...and maybe get this all taken care of. But no. Nothing in the bag. I'm not gonna drive back there now. I'm pissed at them. If I lived in another country and I wanted a job. I'd learn the language first. UNless I'm doing somethign doesn't need me talking very much...like man whoring or something.
Fucking fucktards. I hope the building caves in.
*sigh*
I wish I could chop wood. I need to vent this anger. But instead I'll pack it down and save it for later when it can come out when it's not needed or wanted.
I hope you all are well. I've been better but I'm getting used things.
Take care.
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so, the journaling is not for now? understandable, as you have been experiencing sooooo much stuff lately! you are a strong sir, and will surely recover to a different place soon. i actually resist the whole chat thing - my tech hold out.
wishing you the best, as ever. ♥