the cafe i work on is THE sleaziest cafe ever.
first of all, the place hasn't been painted since 1983 or whatever. it's blue and yellow, BLUE AND YELLOW! how can anyone paint anything in blue and fucking yellow? and today, aldo (that fucking twat), a guy from head office, send us a cake fridge, or should i write a "cake" fridge. it's like two metres high and old and dirty and probably not even working and we're supposed to use it as a cake fridge?? it's even got one of those tacky lit up signs that says "food".
our manager is leaving in april, good for him, bad for us, and i was tempted to apply for the managers position when he leaves but no sir, absolutely not. i do not have that kind of patience. it's good people working there though. and i might have to apply anyway just to make sure aldo doesn't have to work there until they can find another manager. it's a good laugh though.
and HURRAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!! i've got snus! thank you dannyboi.
first of all, the place hasn't been painted since 1983 or whatever. it's blue and yellow, BLUE AND YELLOW! how can anyone paint anything in blue and fucking yellow? and today, aldo (that fucking twat), a guy from head office, send us a cake fridge, or should i write a "cake" fridge. it's like two metres high and old and dirty and probably not even working and we're supposed to use it as a cake fridge?? it's even got one of those tacky lit up signs that says "food".
our manager is leaving in april, good for him, bad for us, and i was tempted to apply for the managers position when he leaves but no sir, absolutely not. i do not have that kind of patience. it's good people working there though. and i might have to apply anyway just to make sure aldo doesn't have to work there until they can find another manager. it's a good laugh though.
and HURRAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!! i've got snus! thank you dannyboi.