Rest in peace Lappy the Laptop

My little blue laptop...never to turn on again...

:( So...yeah. my long time companion and partner in blogging crime has died today. Technically it died yesterday and I was in denial, thinking that I would let it rest overnight and magically Tinkerbell was going to sprinkle pixie dust on the stupid thing and it would come back to life. This was clearly not t be and 3 sad attempts later it is clear the laptop is in a deep coma. One that would probably require pumping a lot of money into the IV to make it turn on again. Thus....goodbye Lappy.

Hard to tell in this pic but Lappy was super loved.

I am not quite sure how old the laptop is. I know some of the very first blog posts I made on this Tenchi's Thoughts were on my husband's old desktop. We had a desktop at our apartment and then the husband upgraded and the old one became primarly mine. Once the new laptop was paid off we got the new laptop and after that was paid off we got ANOTHER new desktop. So as I write this I realize if I really wanted my own computer at this moment we could put the old desktop back together until we win the lottery and I can get a new Lappy 2.0. HMMMM didn't think about that until I started typing. Will have to ask the husband when he gets home.

One last attempt to turn Lappy on. Duffy is here for moral support.

So yeah Lappy was sorta old. It was having a lot of problems. The graphics would randomly go out on it, especially when watching pretty cool anime. It was hard to play internet games as well as download anime episodes due to how SLOW it was to download anything. The battery died a while ago. Some of the keys would stick. The right clickly thing was pretty clicked out. While I am sure Lappy can be fixed it might cost way too much given how old it is. Sorta like how I haven't driven since June since my car decided it no longer wanted to go. It just seems like the last 12 months half the things in our house wanted to break. Except my cellphone which I think is the first cellphone in the exist of cellphones.

Now it is so broken it won't even go to the HEY I am broken screen. Goodbye Lappy.

Where does this all leave me? Um in not so fun land. The desktop DOES work and is pretty fast but I hate the keys on it. I am so used to the laptop typing this is taking forever. Thankfully I had a vision of Lappy's death about two weeks ago so I saved all my pics onto CDs (which I have now been told is lame and I should have used a...whatever they said I should have used). In terms of anime posts I actually saved one of my undone posts here the night before so the only thing that was super lost forever was the half finished Glasslip episode 5 post and some screenies not on Photobucket yet. Still very bummed. All my favorites, my links. Things I enjoyed in terms of set up on my computer...gone forever. :( Sad Tenchi is sad. I still have access to this desktop so I can still post. Just might take longer since this is my husband's main computer and since the man puts up with me and has a hard job he should get first dibs when he comes home from work. I guess we will see how the older desktop is doing and maybe things won't be quite as sad. Just...goodbye Lappy. You will be missed. :(

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Air Conditioner? We don't need to no stinkin' Air Conditioner!

Must not...pass out and die...

I would say something like "We interrupt your regularly schedule anime posts for the following message" but....I guess obviously it has been interrupted. OBVIOUSLY. And I think the title says it all. Oh it's June and you live in Florida Tenchi? Here have a broken AC unit. HAS FUN!

The current situation inside my living room.

Upon arriving home and turning down the AC (as I like it a bit warmer) the husband discovered that the AC had broken. BROKEN FOLKS. The entire time he was gone it was working at the temperature I had set it at. The second he comes home and we try to change it back to his set temperature (because it is easier to wear a Disney hoodie than run around naked he says to me) it just...stopped working. Welcome back husband, has a heat stroke.

Get this girl some ice cream stat!

So as you can read...me and my unemployed self have been having TONS of fun inside this ACless house. So much fun I am have invented a new game of how little clothing can I wear while still being acceptable to society. Because I operate under the delusional theory if I am completely naked that is the moment someone will come to my house seeking help. Do people KNOW how loud fans are? How delicious cold water tastes? Or feels when you just throw your head under the kitchen sink? Yeah folks. I am a lazy little lump who is trying to find a way to be near a hot laptop without wilting myself. Cross your fingers that this is just a Freon issue and not a HAHA your AC broken during summer moment that will cost us millions of pennies that we don't have. Fan on anime girls, fan on. I know now your pain of badly insulated apartments and hot summer afternoons!

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Absentee Tenchi has returned? Also jobs, who needs them?

Behold. I still exist. Sorta anyway. This whole month it feels as if I have been out of commission, barely here. I feel bad, that this blog has basically suffered and fallen by the wayside. :( Sometimes real life really, really sucks.

But given what went down last week I might have a lot of spare time to catch up on blogging. And cleaning. And well...a lot of other things. Le sigh. You know what is more annoying than working at a awful place that you loathe and wish ill upon? Being fired at said annoying and awful place. Oh Tenchi the Jobless.  

Yeah I was more fired up last week when it first happened. Rage. Lots of rage. Had I typed up anything last week it would have been filled with colorful language and threats that would probably have sent me to jail. Now I am just....bleh. Super bleh. Under the weather bleh. Worried myself into being sick even. Oh yes lots of fun in the Tenchi household. 

Bleh. Just erased the entire story. I guess I really am not ready to talk about this yet. Yes it was an awful job and really anyone else would have quit under those conditions. It still doesn't make me happy on how things went down. I have things planned. I was a good worker. Hello Japan? So just....yeah. I tend to be slightly emotional about being fired over what started as me wanting to eat lunch. Yes lunch folks. I was made to work most of my shifts alone and apparently asking for a 10 minute break was too much. Too much for the customers and the apparent 2392 managers that came out of the wood works to yell at us. After all my former boss was running a classy operation. One that makes someone who throws up three times at work the choice of being fired or finishing their shift that day. One that tells someone to get back to work the day after their boyfriend was killed or they will be fired. One that wants to search the personal belongings of all their employees because their son was found smoking pot. Yeah I guess if that is all going down at this classy joint asking for a 10 minute break was never going to happen. 

So long story short is I was losing my mind working during our super busy time and all I wanted was a ten minute break to eat lunch. This lead to customers calling management and management yelling at me and me crying for an hour due to frustration. Instead of sending help to get everything caught up and me to calm down I was fired. Le sigh indeed. Maybe I will share my story of woe later. Right now I am just way too bleh. Bleh bleh. No job means no money which puts a damper on my Japan plans doesn't it? Le sigh. I am downer Tenchi, bringing everyone else down. So for the time being I will be a sad panda on the couch, playing pokemon and trying to catch up on anime. I am sorry for being so out of it lately, just a lot going on. Hopefully I can get back on track in time for the Spring Session right? Maybe since Winter refuses to go away Spring 2014 anime will wait for me? Doubt it though. So again I apologize for the excessive lateness, just real life has been kicking my butt lately. Lets see if I can turn this around though yes?

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New job, new ways for me to question humanity

Hello there my lovely readers. I write this at work, thinking I should have watched one more anime episode last night. I had no idea how cushy my coworker has it in the mornings here at the dry cleaners. At this moment I have had 14 customers in 3.5 hours. X___X Compares to the afternoon this is a piece of cake. Why is she always acting like she barely had time to keep up? No wonder she always has a book.

Putting that aside I forgot my Duffy and camera at home due to being awake at 6 am so.....I guess I will blog about work while at work. I have been here for about 6 months now (actually I wrote this at the two month mark but...you know slacked and never posted it...). Even though the pizza place is long gone there will still be awful customers. Instead of food its clothes. Come, read about them. Laugh at them. Laugh at me.

XD I had been working here for about 4 days when I had my first major customer suck. And I think she was the worst one yet. Like how angry can one person be? She walks in the store and says her name. I go fetch her clothes and read the price off the ticket. I am still not good with prices yet since I still got pizza prices in my head. She balks at the price. Why so much?! Um let me see. I have never worked in a dry cleaners before nor have I ever taken anything to be cleaned. I don't know if the prices are fair or not. But there are two signs that state all the prices before you drop off. I explain it was $X.XX for the dress and $1.00 for the belt. MOG folks $1.00. $1.00 and the life almost ended. You could have been blown up. The entire world. Well to not be fair it was everything. The X.XX was too much? She knows a place in town where it's $2.95. Well...I didn't know what to say. So I said NOTHING. I waited for my then two other coworkers to say something but not one peep. So I didn't know what to say and just stood there while she declared this highway robbery. She paid mind you and as she was leaving told another customer we were overpriced. Like what the hell? 

10 minutes later she came back. Of course she did. Why else would this be so epic? She apparently sat in her car for those ten minutes and thought of me. So she needed to come inside and express her rage directly into my face. She said I was the rudest person on the planet and it was her right as a customer to complain about the prices and scream at me. As the lowly employee I should have taken it and that I need to remember her name as she was going to call corporate and get me fired as she had never been treated so poorly in her life.*insert Gone with the Wind fabulous twirl* Again I said nothing. Neither did my coworkers but they did call the boss and told her I handled things like a pro. Which...you know..was a lie. I literally stood there and said nothing. Like a blank slate. Maybe my eyes are rude. But glad I was told I did the right thing because at my other job I would have been left out to be run over by the bus over and over again. Rudest person ever!!!!! 

That is what many sucks stem from. People get very upset about the prices. Very upset. I don't know why. The prices are stated two places in the store where the customer can see the. If we didn't have anyway of showing them beforehand I understand the sticker shock later. But people get pissed as I state the price to them BEFORE anything happens. Like MOG this is highway robbery, how can you sleep at night you wicked person! Then they leave their clothes with me. Like hello if we suck go away. If we aren't cheap leave us alone. Take your stuff and GTFO. Dry cleaning is a luxury, not a necessity. Calm it down. Does it say Walmart on our door? No? Then I don't care what the other guys charge!

Hangers. I hate them. I am not sure if people think they are being helpful but bringing in your clothes in a giant heap is better than on hangers.....still in the bags. Like rarw my poor trash can is filled with so many hangers. Actually the hangers aren't so bad. It's just awkward as people stand there while I take the clothes off the hangers, like they are willing me to go faster. Maybe if it wasn't for the hurry up eyes hangers wouldn't be so bad. But today a girl handed me a professional looking bag and waited for me to do all the work, all the while staring at me to hurry up. I assure you it would go much faster without all the zipping and such I have to do ma'am. Oh and you know taking off all the extra stuff that is still on your clothes and handing it back to you. 

What I do hate is buttons. Buttons, buttons who has the buttons?! Me. All over the place. Buttons that are still buttoned on unused pockets don't bother me but shirts? How can you bring in 12 shirts with every single button buttoned?! How did you get it off?! How is this possible?! Lazy people. Well I have to check every single pocket and unbutton every single button and while I do realize it is my job come on! So many buttons. 7 x 12 plus a million is way too many. 

We are not magical here at the dry cleaners. Sometimes you get something on your clothes and it's just so sad too bad. We will try but the more chemicals we work with the more likely it will just ruin the fabric if we immediately keep treating it over and over again. So please be understanding. We are not magical genies. We try. Refusing to pay means I will refuse to give you your clothes. We performed the service. We dry cleaned your clothes. We attempted to get the stains out. Please make your payments. Unlike Mike's Pizzeria we won't smile and take it up the butt. We will take the clothes and attempt to clean them again with your permission but you must PAY. If a vet couldn't save your pet you would still have to pay for the live saving procedures? Why is this any different? 

This one I don't mind so much. Really it's my coworker and I would like her to stop complaining. But pockets. Check them. You might have interesting things in there. I am mostly concerned about lighters and pens as that will ruin everyone's clothes. But condoms, bullets, broken toothpicks, cold hard cash, and pictures of Baby Jesus. Take them. I don't need your mailbox key or plane ticket stub. You might need your wedding rings and credit cards. We find so much stuff. XO Maybe if men had purses this wouldn't happen so often. 

I close at 5:30. 5:30. The store opens at 7:30 am. That is 10 hours for you to get your happy ass here. So the second the computer says 5:30 I go to the door to lock it and return to said computer to start printing out the nightly reports. The second I print those pages I cannot do any more transactions. So if you get to our store at 5:31 you are out of luck. No amount of banging on the door, pointing your watch, or cursing at me is going to make me open the door and ring you up. Because if you keep going on and on like that I am more likely to call the cops. The door is locked. Stop pulling on it. Stop....just stop. Go away and learn to read. Most businesses in the world are not open 24 hours a day. I would like to go home (well fight traffic and then go home) too. So if you get off your job at 5:30 how do you think you can make it to me on time? You're not. Don't assume to know how our job works. For all you know if I get a minute overtime I could be in trouble. I might have to do some night work at a certain time. If you don't make it on time it's on you. Relax and better manage your time. I have missed out on things in life because of my poor time management and I don't blame it on other people. Then again I am not one of those people who when they are running late they proceed to run every single red light causing “accidents”. So maybe personal responsibility needs to be given out as well as high school diplomas. 

I think that is about it for the OLD customer sucks for now. As long as there are customers there be lots of stories of woe and WTF from me. Just close your eyes and chant...new outfits for Duffy. New Disney pins. Oh and food and shelter. I guess that is important too...XD

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Tenchi the Living Dead

In case anyone was wondering if I had fallen off the face of the planet...I have not. I might have fallen in and out of consciousness but not the planet. Although living on the moon away from morons sounds good right about now...

I hate everything.

It's been almost (over? I don't know, math is hard right now) a week since I posted anything. I was already for my posting marathon Sunday night but then I got a little tired. Went to bed thinking I will post it all Monday night. Then BAM. SICKNESS! Can you catch my cooties over the internet?

Um when you are done throwing up could you maybe ring some customers up?

Now....I know if I have any energy I should get to posting all those posts that are mostly/half way done in my little folder. But I need to rant. See I thought this job would be different than Mike's Pizzeria. Let's just say it hasn't been a lot of cupcakes and rainbows. But at least at Mike's Pizzeria if I threw up THREE TIMES at work I would be allowed to go home and die in peace. But not at my lovely new job. No no I was told if I wanted to go home early I would need to bring a doctor's note....THE NEXT DAY. No exceptions. Is this real life?

Who needs sleep?! GET TO WORK!

Clearly it was real life as I am typing this Thursday and barely awake to spell the words. I have worked every single day this week and hated every single second. I still have to work tomorrow and Saturday although I am doing a bit better considering the minute I have gotten off work it has been meds, sleep, and soup. But yeah folks. Yeah. I work for heartless people who think leaving someone who can't STAND for more than 5 minutes ALONE for 3 hours a day is an amazing way to run a business. And same people are shocked when everyday I still look the same. Like really, people don't recover fast when they are told to work or else? SURPRISING! My co-worker pretended to be supportive but then I found out she complained to the manager I was sitting around doing nothing. In reality land I was doing all of one task in which I could sit down and she was doing all of another that requires standing instead of us doing a bit of both but reality does not exist at my job. Just suffering. Woe is the Tenchi. Let me get some more sleep and I will try posting up a storm. Is it Sunday yet? Is Santa bringing me a gun for Christmas? Again I apologize for not posting AT ALL for a long time but...for the most part I don't even remember this week.

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Customer service workers of the world unite! A tale of two Taylor Chapmans!

I am sure by now many of you have seen this on Facebook or other social medias. The video of an insane girl demanding food and apparently blood from Dunkin Donuts. If not here is a link to the insanity. A brief overview of the situation. Crazy girl Taylor Chapman didn't get a receipt for her order one night. She claims the employee on duty was rude to her and told her to come back the next day. Taylor Chapman comes back the next day ready with her phone to record how awful life is for her as she screams and shouts and gets whatever free food she wants because one day she is going to Mars and will blow the....well racial slurs up. No really, that is what she said over the course of 8 minutes.

While everyone is calling this awful and demanding that she be fired and the employee who had to deal with her deserves a raise I was thinking wow it is like watching my life! I was going to post this link and then link my own story of a super awful customer who apparently got her lawyer involved and lost her mind. But when I looked for the link...I couldn't find it! For some reason I thought I had already blogged this crazy customer encounter! I remember writing it all down at work but now I can't find it. Well...I guess I should share my story of woe now! Since it fits the theme of the day. I don't work there anymore...but it is the job that keeps on giving.  

I am going to state for the record that I probably should have plastered on a happy smile throughout this whole thing. As a worker in the retail/customer industry it means that one has sign away all their emotions and soul. They are apparently supposed to be happy no matter what shit is thrown their way. Well I am not a robot. And I think the worker dealing with Taylor Chapman the first time around wasn't a robot either. I am sure that woman did slip from that perfect smile and didn't kiss Taylor Chapman's ass and that is when all hell broke loose. So yeah. I am well aware that for the record I didn't smile enough and that maybe, just maybe I should get a smart phone to locate addresses better.

Momager takes an order. I will change the actual road and neighborhood names as...egging this lady's house would be wonderful but blamed on me. Lets just say the road was Rosewood Court and the neighborhood was Rosebush. That is what the ticket states. I cock my head and go....I don''t think I have heard of Rosewood before. But since Rosebush is a neighborhood that is easy to navigate I just go MEH I will find it. Some neighborhoods you can't do that, tons of twists and turns and roads connecting to other streets. Rosebush has ONE main road and all the streets connect to it. Meaning if you drive up and down it you can see all the streets and not miss a thing. I ask one more time if this is what the customer said. Momager said yes. The map in the back says otherwise but our map is not super up to date. Get in my car the second the pizza is up and go.Go to wonderful world of crazy customers.

Get to Rosebush and drive the length of the main road. I do not see Rosewood Court. I call the customer but they do not answer. I leave a message for them. I call the Momager to call them as sometimes people don't answer their phone if it is an unknown number and Mike's Pizzeria will come up if she calls. I hang up with her and call the husband at work. He has a smart phone and the internet at work. I give him the answer and poof he finds that it is located in the neighborhood RoseFlower. Like really. REALLY FOLKS! Do people not know where they live? Is this real life?! Yes I should have made sure where it was located BEFORE I left the store. But the Momager confirmed this is what they said and if I had called they would have given me the same information. Luckily all of this phone calling has only taken 2 minutes and if I drive...fast I can get to this nearby neighborhood super fast. Our delivery time is 45 minutes. It took 8 minutes for the pizza cook and I left right after it came out of the oven. We aren't even at 30 minutes yet, let alone 45. All is well. 

Obviously not. Or this post wouldn't exist. The Momager called the customer. No answer, left a message. The customer called. Asked where their pizza was as they ordered like a whole hour ago!!! Momager is like....err it hasn't been that long and we have been calling you. The customer then went “OH yeah I gave ya'll the wrong neighborhood. My mom is stupid.” Exact words folks. Momager gets the right neighborhood and calls me back. I was already on my way and hadn't called her back as I was trying to get there as fast as possible. In fact I was nearly in the driveway when she called. Explained what was happening and threw the phone in the seat. Parked my car at the end of the driveway. 

When I pull up there are two adults standing in the driveway. One is holding a baby. When I park and start to take the pizza out of my car the woman who was holding the baby and talking on the cellphone rolls her eyes at me and walks inside. I start walking up the driveway and the woman still there is like “Heard you got lost!!!!” No apology, almost like she is accusing me of giving her cold food. I say nothing. I go to hand her the delivery slip that she needs to sign and she says that the woman who went inside is the one who ordered/paid. She walks to the door and I follow. I stand off the step...and the door is slammed. Okay, they have a kid and they don't want him to run out. I wait for the woman to return...and she doesn't. I am waiting and waiting....finally I knock at the door because it has been too long for this to be normal. 

The door FLIES open and the baby holding woman screams “I WAS COMING!” at me. This is going well. She starts muttering under her breath that she called about the right neighborhood and doesn't know why it took me so long to get there. I say nothing. I am sure my face is not happy at this moment. The pen and paper is shoved back in hand and the pizza is snatched. I say nothing. The woman rolls her eyes at me again and says “Sorry you got lost” and slams the door in my face. Now....this was probably a really bad thing to do but I did say something then. I look at the slip and notice there is no tip. I say under my breath “Thanks for the tip not” and walk away from the door. I don't know if I was heard. Guessing how things went down later she didn't but just putting it out there that I was failing to keep a smile on my angry face. 

I get back to the store and the pizza maker says thanks a lot!!!! Since going to my car and driving off a cliff is an over dramatic option I ask what the hell he is talking about. Momager appears and asks what on Earth I did to the customers. Because calmly asking my side of the story never happens, we have to always assume I am at fault. Momager explains that the customer called back and the pizza maker answered the phone. The customer started off with “Who the fuck just delivered my pizza I am going to kill a bitch”. Now a normal person would hang up the phone, call that person insane, and maybe call the police to get a restraining order. No no, not my co-workers. Momager gets on the phone and this is what happens. The world according to insane people. 

Apparently the customers were waiting outside because they were concerned that I got lost. They wanted to make sure I got there safely. Since I was dumb and got their address wrong when they ordered. When I get to their house I nearly run over their mailbox and am too busy talking on my phone to accept their apologies about the address mix up. One woman goes in the house to get a pen to sign the slip and I just roll my eyes at them and don't accept their heart felt apologizes. So naturally it is time for them to call up the store and say that I am lucky to be alive, that they wanted to kill me because I was so rude. I look at my Momager and pizza maker and ask if this story makes any sense. Since the Momager was the last person I was on the phone with she realizes that no, no it does not. So I explain my side of the situation, the truth side. I tell them the entire story, including how I mentioned no tip. But since I was super rude and said nothing they didn't hear that part. Everyone is still confused on why there is so much anger but we go about our day. 

Or at least we tried. The phone rings a few hours later. It is the customer's mom. Apparently the person who called and made the order while she was at work and had the credit card. So we already notice a problem yes? I was not the one who took the order earlier yet I was accused of taking her order wrong. Now it turns out the two people at the house weren't even on the phone! But anyway the mom has gotten home from work and was told about my grave mistake of...well getting up that morning and going to work. That she has never heard of such awful customer service in her life and demands to speak to the owner. Of course the owner is a loser and is never there so Momager says that she can take the woman's name and number and pass the message on. Not good enough. The woman wants corporates number. Now...we are a small mom and pop store, hole in the wall. Only one store. There is no corporates number. We don't even have a computer. Momager explains this. 

Shit hits the fucking fan. Momager cannot cuss. No really she has cussed like 10 times in her entire life. Of course 5 of them were directed at me.....but yes she tries to avoid this at all costs. So when the woman starts screaming at her that SHE, Momager, is a bitch for lying about the phone number, Momager can't handle it. She starts rambling about how the daughter before called and accused the driver of being rude and threatened to kill her (me) because she (the woman on the phone) gave the wrong neighborhood name and that none of this drama is worth it over a tiny mistake. Well clearly that is just fuel to the crazy train and this lead to more arguing and noise making. I start looking at the map to find the that cliff again. Finally the phone is hung up and Momager looks to the fresh staff that just came in for support, that she was called THE B WORD! Um excuse me they said they were going to kill me, but I guess we can make it about you. 

They call back. Yeah they do. One of the drivers answers. He is 18 and this is his first job ever. No idea how to handle the crazy. Apparently the woman has contacted her lawyer. And we all better get ready because there is going to be hell to pay. Unless I am fired, apologize, and/or kill myself we are going to be sued. SUED! Never before has she/her family had to deal with this level of poor customer service. The woman keeps screaming, the poor pizza driver wants to hang up the phone, and I am sent home before I make things worse. Because apparently you can sense when people are rolling their eyes over the phone...when they are not on the phone.

And that my friends...is my Taylor Chapman story. I feel really bad for this employee. All the employees really. No one deserves any of that, whether or not they had a clue or to have racial slurs thrown at them. This just goes to show you how the customer is always right saying has gone way, way too far and businesses need to start putting their foot down. People are people, humans with jobs. We are not punching bags. Especially over minor or nonexistent problems. For real.

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Job? What job?!?!?! Apparently I don't need no stinkin' job!

So....for the past few days I have been a sad panda. Like sitting on the couch just moping around hating the world and wishing ill on people. Clearly I need to express myself a little better because I told my husband I was a sad panda and thought I wanted Panda Express for dinner. Or maybe that was his way of trying to cheer me up. Silly husband. But at least he is trying.

The feelings of my heart.

So why is Tenchi full of woe and staring at the TV screen not blogging anime even if she watched an episode on Wednesday? Well...because I went to work on Thursday and the minute I walked in the door was told I was fired. HMMM! Insert rage and hatred and anger. And any other words that describe my feelings right now. Note when I looked up anime angry girl I got quite a few strange pics. Like um thanks for the boobies, because I am not angry enough!

How did this happen!??!

But yes. After almost 5 years at “Mike's Pizzeria” they tossed me out like yesterday's breadsticks. You know, to the raccoons that we feed at night. Or used to I say. It was usually my job to feed the critters behind the store. Someone started doing it but stopped for a while but the raccoons and cats were used to it so I made sure they were taken care of. Hope they are okay now.

Taking everyone down with me!

Clearly I am in angry shock, not wanting to accept that this has happened. As all the important people in my life have pointed out this job was really the bottom of the barrel and I deserved better. A quick history of posts about my job will confirm this. However it doesn't change the fact that I don't deserve to be fired. I deserved to have a dramatic I QUIT moment, with bells and whistles. I deserve to go AHA try and get along without me. I don't deserve to be treated this way, especially given how everything went down. Obviously there needs to be more explanation but for now...rage. RAGE! Must pet the cat to channel out all my rage. Just weird...not going to work this week. Weird indeed.

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Had a bad day, taking everyone down

You know those days when you realize everything is going to go downhill and nothing can stop the madness? Well today has been one of those days for me. An epic display of I hate People and People Suck. Like this would make an amazing comedy episode or movie to laugh at. Come, read about my day of woe.
  
It started off with the neighbors dog that I didn't know existed barking for an entire hour. An hour before I needed to be awake. And as we all know I go to bed late, getting just enough sleep so every hour is critical. And since none of my neighbors have a backyard I am not sure where the dog was for a whole hour. Only that I laid there wanting to egg someone's house. 

GROSS ALERT! I have...something on my eye. Something gross like a sty. Not pink eye. In the night it decided to scab over and glue my eye shut. Glued shut. Painful city. I already need glasses, I can't wear an eye patch too! So I spent so much time in the shower trying to degrossify myself I was late to work and had to eat breakfast in the car. Sorry for the gross. :( 

Oh and apparently I will never clean anything ever again. I washed my car seat covered and it exploded all over my washing machine. I probably should have known it would end badly when it started to flake when I took it off the car seat. Then I cleaned the shower head yesterday. So sparkly and no limescale deposits. Well now there is barely any water pressure. Like I am at a cheap hotel or something. No wonder it took me forever to degross my eye! 

I got to work 3 minutes late and it was chaos in the streets. No really there was no where to park. I walk in and there are 10 kids and their parents in the backroom for a “party”. Aka momager threw her friends a party for free and they tipped her $20 and she got to keep all the money. So while I am running around trying to do her job and my job at the same time she is fawning all over these people. Tons of school orders coming out of the oven and when I called her over to help she ignores me. 

Can people read? Or pay attention? Because we don't open til 11:00 am. But when I came in at 10:33 there were people and they were rude on top of the intial rude of not paying attention. Like um there is no ice in the ice machine. There is no tea made. You do know that your open sign isn't on right? Well that is because.....WE AREN'T OPENED YET! We do all those things BEFORE opening the store. Can I please be allowed to lock the door now? 

So....when people call and I ask if they are going to pay cash or charge what part of that means personal check? I said no ma'am just school checks. She then goes on and on about how she has written personal checks every week for her order and I just don't know. Welll....no. So then she said was going to leave her credit card up at the front office. I was like no ma'am I need the numbers now to run the card. She asked why I couldn't run it when I got there. Um where THROUGH MY ASS CHEEKS?! Needless to say I didn't get a tip. 

No one I work with can count. I mean I am not the greatest speller but I might be one of the best ones in the store too. Of they were giving pies to walk up people and didn't replace the pies they were giving away. Because I realized for my big order I was missing two pies. I went to figure out which ones we needed when momager decided to take the 4 years on a tour of the employee only areas of the store. Yes. Exactly. And they were taking pictures like tourist. Did I mention it was busy?! So I couldn't reach the area I needed to count the pizzas and I was going to be late. I get upset over all this nonsense and the momager calls ma name. Real professional. It takes forever to get the pizzas from the store to my car because I was dodging kids and their inattentive parents. So much for PAYING customers. 

As I struggle to get 25 pizzas in my car I noticed what looks like the health inspector walking towards the store. Suddenly I was no longer struggling and I ran for the hills. Nothing could be blamed on me if I wasn't there right? WRONG! Am I delusional? Apparently I should have stayed in the store and helped the new guy not make mistakes I didn't know he was making. Because there aren't 5 different hand washing signs around the store. He also stuck his clean drinking cup in the ice machine to get some ice for himself and got pinged. Clearly all my fault! 

Onward with my 25 pies. 24 to one school. I get there and unload them all by myself because it is my job. It would be easier if the people near the door saying AW poor girl would open said door or move out of the way but meh. I go to give them the reciept but apparently the boss who was the one shoving the pizzas in the bag after momager lost her mind forgot to put it in despite me asking about it. No problem I know the total. They hand me...a personal check. Is this real life?!?!? I call my boss since the amount is high and he is like oh...what can you do? Um train people better? Say no? Something to stop the glares I am getting right now? Because clearly I should know they said personal check because I work every day and take every order ever. Duh. 

Onward to my next delivery. To a junior high school. Guess what happens? I am mistaken for a student. See I was in a teacher's only area trying to find who ordered the pizza. Junior high. JUNIOR HIGH! Isn't that 14? 14?! Oh my life. At least I got tipped but for real...this isn't the first it has happened. 

Make it back to the store. Kids and health inspector gone. Blame is on me. Oh and I got yelled at for not making the kids dessert. Um when was I supposed to do that hooker? I was already doing your job and mine?! I have to deliver pizzas eventually! I go to text this all to my friend and break a nail. The time is now 12:30. What the hell?! 

The phone rings. It's our evening oven person. He is “cough cough” sick. This kid has a magical disease that flairs up every work day but never on his days off. Magical. Well this is bad. I text co-worker this and he volunteers to be the oven person. So naturally when I tell momager this she nominated the other available coworker to spite me. Because it affects me how? Phone rings. It is our evening pizza maker. He is sick. Is it Sunday yet?! 

I'm hungry. Time to eat. Only momager is on a personal call and the pizza maker is not in the store. So when the phone rings I have to get it. What break? It's someone from a school 10 miles from our store and we have a 5 mile delivery area. I tell her this nicely and it's upset city. She ordered last week (sound familiar?)!!!!! She orders all the time. Because clearly this is my first day and I know nothing. She yells more and hangs up on me. I go back to eating but then the momager yells at me for not asking what day she ordered? Probably because she didn't stupid? Oh no momager thinks the order is real and she wants to yell at someone. 

Fathead comes in. Fathead is the name I use for the other life giver. Momager and Fathead have recently finalized their divorce but things are still awful. There was a check book and yelling and they decided this needed to go down in the lobby of our store. Very professional. Have I mentioned I decided I am a starfish and just am a creature of myself, no life givers in my existence? 

Coworker that I texted came in. I try to tell him my happy news about the annual Disney pass when he tells me...he got a job somewhere else and is putting in his two weeks notice. Dead God, it's me Tenchi. WHAT THE HELL?! If he leaves I will be left with ONE other employee that will not mess up 75 percent of the time. ONE! That is it. My life started to flash before my eyes. He tried to apologize so I told him the gross story of my eye and he nearly throws up. Revenge. 

Someone comes in and orders some food to go. I ring her up and life is good. Her daughter joins her from the car and says dad has decided to eat it. So I take the ticket and write at the bottom HERE and get the plates and silverware together. When momager can't read the HERE part she decides to get an attitude and point the carry out portion of the ticket that is no longer visible, asking why someone would mess up on the ticket? So I take all the tickets off the pin from that day and start pointing out all the mistakes she had made. Suddenly it is time for me to go home. No idea why. Do you? 

And that my friends...was May 16th, 2013. Add in the fact I didn't get my Build a Bear coupons for last month in my e-mail and I have decided this day does not exist. Or that I am not allowed to have any other bad days for at least the next three months. Did I mention the AC is broken at our store?! Just....just...is it Sunday yet?

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24 hours in a day and I slept for 20 of them! Duffy the Disney Bear to the rescue!

Behold I have transformed into a cat. Or a person with a cold. I didn't know it was possible to be so sleepy after sleeping so much. Maybe it is the idea of missing out on Friday morning tips that makes my eyes sleepy and sad. But yes, my husband was sick for the better part of two weeks and finally I have caught his cold. Breathing. Who needs it.

Time to get momma well.

Good thing I have a silly spoiled bear willing to take care of him yes? Almost time to go back to bed though. So sleepy and stuffed up. Is it time for more medicine already Duffy?

This medicine matches my outfit. Is it okay to drink?

Got another box of tissues for mom. She is going through them so fast.

Get better soon mom. I will just spend some time on the internets while you sleep more. Now where is your credit card....

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As The Crazy Turns

Tenchi is alive? A new post? She didn't fall off the edge of the Earth? Well where has she been and why is she a slacker?

If I could I would and probably be in jail.

This. This has been my expression for most of the past three days. Just so much rarw. That doesn't leave much time to watch and blog cute anime does it?

Eff you New Year's Resolution!!!!

Yeah I said I was going to try and go with the flow more often and not be sent in a certain schedule. But the flow of the river has not been exciting. There have been no Native American songs cheering me on with cute raccoon mascots. Instead it has been one disaster after another. X___X

Where is that book a City with No People? I want to move there!

But Tenchi just take a deep breath and calm down. It can't all be bad. And it really isn't. As I type that I realize it could be worse. Just in the moment you need to let it all out and move on. Maybe by writing this nonsensical bit of blog will help me. Just scream and move on. Isn't that a form of therapy people do? Everyone feel free to yell and let it out!

What do you mean it will cost $180 to fix my car? You quoted me $50.....

Family drama, car drama, work drama. DRAMA DRAMA! And I am the kind of person who can't stop dwelling on things. I have a good memory (well not for spelling words right or anime character names) so it is a cursing and a blessing. So when things happen I take them personal even if they don't affect me. I put myself in situations where it is not my battle to fight but the person I am defending can't find the strength within them to fight. And when that person tells me I am making it worse....well that is just World War 3.

Who thought those new Target commercials were a good idea?

Tenchi. You aren't even explaining why you are upset. Well at work I am not in a position of power yet the person in power won't manage the staff. When I see a problem I try to fix it. Yet said manager gets mad that I am overstepping my bounds despite being a helpful person. I keep trying to give advice to a person who won't accept it yet continues to call me and complain about her marriage/divorce issues despite the fact that if she had just done what I said to do it wouldn't be happening. And on Thursday my car threatened to explode so I took it to someone who gets pizza deals at our place. Only for it to almost explode again on Friday. Yet I was told my attitude would affect the price of fixing it. Call me crazy....well yeah I am crazy but I am especially not in the best of moods to possibly pay AGAIN to have my car fixed and to miss out on two days of delivery tips because I am stuck in the store.

It could be worse. You could be me.

DEEP BREATH! At least I have a job. A job where I could work despite having no working car. At least I have the money to fix my car without breaking the bank. At least I have a parent to get mad at all the time. Well maybe that not that far but you know. Deep breath. Let it off my chest. Type it out and try to move on. Or eat McFlurries and try to catch up on blogging. Something will happen anyway. But I apologize for real life draining me of all my expendable energy. It's like I am surrounded by Gone with the Wind Fabulous. Exhausting yes? Onward to more positive posts hopefully. Bring on the big eyed, weird colored hair adventures of teenage kids weeee!

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Customers hate Christmas

Hello there my lovely readers. How are you this holiday season? There are a bunch of holidays coming up so I am sure this applies to anyone reading. If not...well take advantage of all the sales that will be going on soon or right now. XD Make it a holiday for yourself.

Where I live a few different holidays are coming up/going on yet many of my customers are not in the holiday spirit. Of course people should be treated with respect/kindness/bare minimum social norms on a daily basis but nothing can kill YOUR holiday mood more than people being nasty or trying to take advantage of people around this time. We are all working to have a nice holiday season so try to treat everyone with a little more...whatever the situation calls for. Between shopping, hosting out of town guests, making big meals, and other holiday stress we all need a bit more smiles in our lives.  

Our pizzeria has a coupon out in a certain magazine. I won't state what the coupon is but people would be a fool not to use it. There are actually several coupons that have varying degrees of savings but at least one coupon is worth anyone's time. The problem is this magazine gets released all over my part of Florida. We tried to localize it but it still gets sent out to people way, way out of our large delivery area.

This pisses people off to no end, finding out that our shop is more than 5 miles away from them. Well I have gotten people pissed off at me for being 1 mile away but those are different kinds of special. We get people calling all the time asking where we are located because they have never heard of us and I know they are going to use this coupon. They are going to come in, use the coupon, and never see us again. Advertising that is not working. I say this with confidence because these people are over 30 minutes away. It would not be worth their time to come back over and over again. It just takes so much time to explain where our restaurant is in regards to where they are. Especially when people are like “how do I get to your place?”. Well how about you tell me where you are. Or use this little thing called the internet and look it up? Because while I am good giving directions from nearby places IE places we deliver to I am not a map for the entire 50 mile radius this magazine gets released.

Then there are people who can't read. This coupon clearly states on it EXCLUDING delivery. I have had people argue with me that excluding means included, like they didn't know there was a difference in the words. I have no words for people like that. Well I do but obviously they aren't nice. I have had people tell me they will just pay the difference when the driver gets there. How generous of them! Only no. Thanks for not making the rules. And then I have people who are told their totals over the phone, tell us how they are going to pay (cash or charge), and when the driver gets the door they hand them this coupon. Like um no you said you are going to pay cash and while this coupon is printed on paper we are going to need U.S. currency. Either way I end up hearing about it, because I was the driver on the delivery or I answer the phone when the customer calls complaining that they have no money and how dare we not warn them about this rule. In case you are wondering this print is not tiny at the bottom. It is same size as the rest of the print on the coupon. Please be reading.

Speaking of reading...does anyone else in the customer service industry experience such problems? I have worked in various jobs in customer service and this job seems to have the worse customers. Like a person might experience 10 percent bad customers, 80 percent normal customers, and 10 percent friendly/lovely/amazing customers. At this job it seems like I have 10 percent good customers, 30 percent normal customers, and 60 percent awful customers. Like didn't pass 2nd grade because they can't read, have horrible comprehension skills, and are ready to argue any point no matter how wrong they are. I think these people have been cast from society, that everyone else has agreed to stop serving them. They have all made their way to our shop because no one else will accept them. X___X Please take them back. 

Case in point is this coupon thing. It clearly states it cannot be used in conjunction with any other coupon/offer and people can only use one coupon per table. So people come in and want to use 3 coupons and I am like....no. You can only use one. Then they run outside to get their kids/whoever was in the car and say okay one coupon per person. Unless your 5 year old can pay the bill no. And it says per table. Are you and your husband going to sit at different tables? I didn't think so. So....why are you trying to argue with me on what this offer clearly states. When I go out and use coupons I make sure to actually read the rules. Like if it states 20 percent off anything in the store excluding purses I am not going to buy a purse and argue that it is a backpack and demand to speak to a manager. Coupons/offers always have rules and I think ours are lenient and clear enough that people should accept them. We are actually in a business to make money. We are not a soup kitchen.

But the biggest offenders of my last comment seem to be schools and churches. For some reason they think just because they are nonprofit they deserve everything for free. With schools we might not have a choice as many pizza places offer them discounts and we have to do the same to stay competitive. They do push my limit and patience though when our discount is not good enough. Its for the kids! Well since it is 2 o clock in the afternoon and all the kids have gone home I am thinking it is for you. Also how can you cry poor and ask for a discount when you don't tip your driver? I mean it might be common sense if they are working in a budget they might not have enough money to tip. But tipping should be considered IN the budget. If you go out to eat and your meal is $19.99 you bring enough money to cover the stated price, the tax, and the tip. Also if teachers are complaining they don't have enough money do they ever stop and think HEY I actually make more than a delivery driver? No? Just thinking about yourself? Pick your pies and stop feigning ignorance. 

I guess I just get pissed off that people at churches are asking for a bigger discount than we already give them. Funny how these people keep crying non profit non profit but have paying positions at these churches and think that 10 percent is good enough for god/state but zero percent is good enough for the drivers. At what point do they think the drivers are making money if the church is paying half of what everyone else is charged for carryout when they are getting delivered? Do they think I make the rules and thus are punishing me by not handing out a tip? Well if I made the rules there would be a whole lot less discounts. While I have been commenting a lot about my job I have noticed while being out and about people in general have been in such a rush this holiday season and unnecessarily rude to others. Cars taking up two or more parking spots. People cutting in lines and pretending like they didn't see the mass of people standing before the register. Complaining that things are out of stock when really you wanted until the last minute to buy something. People who decide they no longer want a gallon of milk so they decide to leave it in the stuffed animal section with the toys. Just things like that make me think...okay maybe it just isn't our customers but society as a whole becoming less and less considerate.

In closing because I don't want to be too negative so close to Christmas....be kind everyone! We are all busy and broke and trying to squeeze as much Christmas fun into our full schedules. People need to stop acting like their actions don't have consequences and that they are the only ones late, on the road, and behind on everything. Take a deep breath, realize that two of 20 jeans aren't worth beating someone up over, and eat a Christmas cookie. Now that all of this is off my chest....time to get back into the Holiday Spirit. WOOHOO The Grinch is on and there are cookies to eat. Can't let customers get me down all time right? XD

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Curse you ConFlu!!!

ACHOOO!!!!

Why won't the coughs stop?!?!?!

So why haven't I been blogging up a storm lately? Another case of the lazy Tenchi? Not exactly. Despite all the precautions I took at AWA to NOT get sick...here I am. With a bad case of ConFlu. Le sigh...and then cough some more.

Lets chuck Tenchi's phone out the window so people can stop calling and asking why she's not at work!

Maybe I have the weakest immune system in the world! I mean...I went to bed earlier than I usually do, didn't drink from water fountains, made sure to actually eat food and not only pocky, and made sure I was nice and toasty in cold panel rooms. So why is it I am holed up in bed with tissues and NyQuil and the husband is happily skippin off to work? LE SIGH INDEED. So needless to say I am probably dreadfully behind on all the new animes that are coming out for the Fall Season. I will get to them as soon as possible. Let us all believe in the power of awful tasting medicine and chicken noodle soup. Off to bed I go again. ACHOO!

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Tenchi, a rainbow of emotions

Apparently I can't get off my butt to blog ANYTHING because there is way too much going on in my head. Jealously, anger, a realization I have it pretty good in life, RAGE, fear, and crazy. All of those would sum up my emotions in the last few days. Oh and I think I cried, called myself insane, and threaten to blow up the human race.

This face will never get old. EVER!

XD Aren't (some) men so lucky to be in the company of such lovely and put together human beings?

And yes this post has very little to do with anime or manga. But sometimes I need a venting post to help move on from all the crazy in my life. I realize that this is more of a "diary" entry and is not too terribly interesting. Anime and manga is to come folks, just not tonight.

I guess the biggest news in Tenchi land is that my brother is being stationed in Okinawa starting in December. Insert jealous Tenchi here.

Okay insert REALLY jealous Tenchi here. I tried to smirk to myself saying that my brother was going to be at least 2 hours by plane from anything cool. But then that just made me realize that I am like 20 hours away from anything cool and it made me a sad panda. Can I hopes for a nice sister-in-law to send me lovelies from Japan? I'll even pay for some of it, just hook me up!

The neighbor parking issue will probably never be resolved. This is because our Home Owner's Association whoever person FORGOT our building existed. She FORGOT we were apart of this community when our building was here FIRST (well third but we three buildings were built at the same time). So yeah. It is probably a bad sign when someone in charge of your property forgot you existed. But she made sure to collect all our dues yes? Time to put on our walking shoes. I have yet to see the neighbors since the COPS were called to the scene. Which is good because the way this was going down was really.....weird. Like I even don't want to mention WHY the cops thought the neighbors were picking on me because it is that weird and gross.

Speaking of weird and gross...I think I am emotionally distraught over the latest episode of Survivor. I know most people don't watch as many reality shows as I do so maybe most people don't know what went down. Basically a gay republican wanted to vote out either the little person on his tribe or the poor black dude and used words like ghetto trash and Oompa Loompa to get his point across. Now I am not going to say something like WELL as a gay republican he should know what it is like to be on the outside of society and maybe connect with other outsiders better. Because he is stupid and can't dig the silver spoon out of his ass long enough to see that people are different and that's okay! No what I am disgusted about is that the rest of his team SAID NOTHING....or said that since we have a Black President we need to stop talking about race. Did I mention that the men won this immunity challenge yet gave it up so the gay republican could get rid of someone just because they were poor? Yeah that episode had a lot of rage inside my heart.

Don't even get me started about how on the Biggest Loser a man was talking about how HE made the decision to continue on with a pregnancy that would most likely result in the death of the unborn child. Or at the very least result in a child with serious medical issues that would interfere with their quality of life, despite how brief that life would be. THE MAN! He made that decision in a second folks. I SEE!

I know these are just reality shows but to think that maybe deep down people can actually think this way is disgusting. It makes me sad for the future as I thought with each generation we were becoming closer and willing to accept more people, differences and all. But instead it seems like hatred is just passed on from family members and we are always at war with someone. Just...it is depressing.

HIDE THE TABLES!

Oh and I almost got fired. Again. And I didn't even do anything. Like seriously did not do anything, wasn't even in the damn store when the conversation took place. Momagaer wanted to fire the new person as they were being disrespectful to her in hour 5 of her time at the pizzeria. This somehow lead to well TENCHI should be fired too because she yells at people when they do stupid things. Yes instead of telling the people not to do stupid things I am getting blamed for reacting normally over a stupid situation.

Somehow this all lead to me watching the craziest episode yet of Black Rock Shooter, reading X___X over in Mahou Shoujo Kazumi Magica Ville, yelling at my husband because he can't read my mind, having my husband feel sorry for me and take me out to dinner, and looking over my almost finished scrapbook of Japan 2011, thinking....I don't have it too bad.

In conclusion Happy International Women's Day. Here's to all the crazy and emotional woman out there who are interesting, insane, inspirational, talkative, overworked, and hopefully loved.

I promise something anime or manga related will get blogged tomorrow. Black Rock Shooter is INSANE! X__X But before that all comments will be responded to. I do reads them I promise! Forgive me as I am apparently suffering from the crazies. Or Slackerness. Something anyway. But can you blame me?

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This just in: All my co-workers suck!

Before I hop into some anime posts I am going to share a bit of the insanity I experience each and everyday at work.

Yes I do complain a lot about my job (but are happy to be employed/making money) but maybe I should focus more on anime in my anime posts. XD Keep the crazy confined in the crazy post. Well not crazy right Guilty Crown? Maybe just WTF.

In any event I was slightly pissed off when yet again I was blamed for someone's obvious mistake. But this time I got proof! Let's play a game. Look at the two images I am about to post and guess which one I wrote! I warn you this might be a really hard game folks!

Picture ONE!

Picture TWO!

Did we take a good hard look? I will give you a few minutes to make your final choices.

If you picked two I HATE YOU. XD But yes my ticket is the first ticket. Notice how everything is nice and clear. Legible even. Shorthand is acceptable at my store yet I write things out the most out of everyone there. So people can actually read my tickets and not question whether or not a random mark is a P or a GP.

The second ticket is the sad attempt of my co-worker. See all the highlighted stuff? Yeah that is what my boss added to the ticket after he had call the customer back. Of course he had to go through the phone logs as a phone number was not taken by my co-worker. Without knowing the lingo of our pizza place whose ticket makes more sense?

I am posting this because my co-worker forgot to make the turnover on my ticket and said it was my fault for not writing bigger, that he couldn't see it. Funny how he was able to make the pizza even though it was the exact same size as the turnover.

THEN it turns out he made the turnover WRONG after the fact. You know, after the customer sat there and waited longer to get said turnover because it wasn't made in the first place. WHERE ON MY TICKET DOES IT SAY MUSHROOMS?!

So there you have it folks. Proof that I work with morons and even my little smiling faces in the carry/out box can't save my tickets. Clearly it is my fault. I should write tickets more like him! Then each and every order could be a massive headache I MEAN FUN TIME!

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New Year, Same Job, Lots of Crazy

For the past few months I have tried my hardest to be more positive at work. Which is pretty hard to do since it is just my attitude that has changed. Nothing at work has. Same horrible co-workers, same horrible customers. Well I guess the only thing that has changed is I lost one of my days because my co-worker was called out on being lazy. So clearly I was the one who needed to leave, not the guy new to that day. Clearly.

So while I know it is just pizza and it is not the end of the world….I am still an angry pizzeria delivery girl. Yes other people have bigger problems out there but that doesn’t negate the fact that I work with and deal with morons.

Maybe I am just feeling more sensitive because of our family lose last week. Like why can’t people just treat each other with respect? Like how they would want to be treated? People don’t know what troubles others are going through. So when I am feeling crummy because my precious kitty died I really wish people would sit back and not overreact to stupid situations. It is just pizza folks.


I am not invisible. People might think I am with the way they drive but no folks I do actually exist. So is there a reason why twice in one month the same woman has talked about me IN FRONT OF ME but then acted like I was the rude one? I mean…I guess it was nice that she explained her reasoning on why she was never going to tip any of the drivers. Nice in the way that we know she will always act like that and it is nothing that we ever did. But today when said woman went “Oh mom THIS girl is who I was talking about” and then all eyes were on me…yeah I am pretty sure that was really, really uncalled for. X__X What did I do anyway to be THAT girl?

I am on the phone with a customer. Line 2 is on hold. There is a customer at the register. There are three pizzas that need to be cut. So when the other driver walks in and the third line starts ringing what does he do? Calmly puts up his money and goes to the back to do three dishes. Customer at the counter is like @_@ and the woman on the phone asks me why the other line is ringing so loudly. But when the boss man was told of this information he said I should have put the third line on hold. Oh I see.

I was accused of being racist. In my world I tend to call it being busy but I will let you judge. Boss man LEAVES the store for two hours. Two employees are in the back doing “prep” (aka cutting up and doing random crap). One driver is on the road but has LOST his delivery ticket so he has no idea where he is going or how to get a hold of the customer. The other driver is on the road but FORGOT part of his order. The oven person is literally dancing in front of the ovens while practically burning pizzas. Momager is busy trying to train our new AND ONLY pizza maker in the store (like it was hour 6 of him being in the store). So that left me to answer the phones, ring up customers, rearrange the furniture in the store because 20 customers came in at the same time to dine in, cut the pizzas, make salads/breadsticks, and deal with an angry customer on the phone because Driver number 1 (well I am number one but you know XD) didn’t give them all their order and promised to return over an hour ago. So dear customers I was not ignoring you because of your color. I am simply TOO BUSY to keep on asking you how your meal was. I took your order, made sure the stupid oven boy didn’t burn it, and dropped it off at your table saying if you need anything else just ask me. Since you did not ask I sorta just…you know…did the 438973 million other things I just said. But thanks for calling the store and saying I have poor customer service skills. Because the economy isn’t bad enough already with customers lying on me and trying to get me fired.

Dear customer you amuse me. I am afraid of large dogs. Especially your large dog which looks like you treat poorly. Tied to a post with what looked like a cord. So maybe I was slightly startled on how close the dog was to the front door. But that is not the reason why I was standing on the side, away from the dog. The reason I was off in the grass and not directly in front of the door was because your dog took a huge dump in front of the door. So when you were busy laughing at me for being scared of a dog I was busy laughing at you for stepping in dog poo. XD

Please do not call me a liar. You asked me the price of a one topping pizza. I told you. You then proceeded to order what many would consider a supreme pizza (5 toppings and over). When you came to the store you had a fit over the price difference. I appreciation you trying to explain to me the girl on the phone told you a certain price and that I should honor it. Because obviously I wasn’t present for the first conversation. Thanks for jogging my memory. And calling me a liar.

No we do not have French Fries. Or wings. Or whatever you just said-eggplant. Yes I am telling you the truth. I am a liar again? Because you are looking at our website and it says spaghetti and pasta meals? Oh I see. Well we don’t have a website. Never have and probably never will. But now I am lying about us not having a website? Okay then. Why don’t you just come in and pick up your French Fries, antipasto, and whatever the eggplant thing is. Your total is $100. Thank you.

Why yes water is free. Pretty sure by law we have to give tap water out for free. But our water is not brown and fizzy. Pretty sure that is what most people call soda. So why did you tell my boss that we overcharged you for your pizza and two waters when clearly both of you have sodas? And why did my boss believe you and apologize for the mistake and refund your money? Oh yes because this is the Twilight Zone.

When I pick up the phone I don’t want to be screamed at. Just not a fun experience. But let me find out why you are screaming. You want to know where your pizza is. Well according to your order you got a carry-out special. Deliveries tend to have things like addresses, totals, and methods of payments. So…your pizza will be in the store. I say will be because you ordered about 10 minutes ago and it hasn’t made it to the oven yet. So even if it was a delivery we are not magic. Oh now I am a liar because you ordered an hour ago and you gave the person your address. Well according to our phone records you called 10 minutes ago. And while my co-workers are very, very dumb they would not forget an entire address. They might spell it wrong, get the numbers wrong, and not tell you your total but they would never forgot the entire thing. But then boss man came around and issued you a credit for your nonlate pizza. Yay free food!

And all of this happened in one week folks. Like I am trying to have a Happy New Year and this is what I have to deal with. And yes one of my co-workers had a ticket FLY out of his car when he was taking a turn. The same co-worker who got in a car accident and then LEFT the scene of the crime. And yet he is still at work and I am in trouble for….well I don’t know what for. But this is my job folks. I am tired. Le sigh. Good thing I have my anime and manga to escape to. If I didn’t I would probably go crazy…..

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Tenchi verses DayQuil!

So. The Con Flu. Kicking my butt. And from the looks of it a lot of other people's butt who went to Otakon. I mean I don't want anyone to be sick but it is reassuring to know I am not being a huge baby about this whole illness. Seems we all caught something nasty and gross and whatever it is lingers for a while.

Now I have been taking Nyquil right before I go to bed to help battle what I hope is just an awful cold and not the flu. Now Nyquil does a great job of helping me pass out which I expect. But the ten minutes between the consumption and passing out are weird. My limbs start feeling cold and like I have no control of them and it is like I am on a fluffly cloud. A bit trippy.

Unless honey tastes like garbage soaked in greasy 56 day old pizza...

Well since this cold won't DIE I decide to get some nasty tasting DayQuil. Nasty it is indeed folks but I want to feel better so consume I did.

WHAT DOES THIS SAY?!

SUCH LIES FOLKS! I took DayQuil and 10 minutes later the ceiling was moving and concentrating was hard. It took like three hours to post that No. 6 post because I couldn't concentrate at all. It was all like oh yeah was I doing something? Then apparently I started mumbling to myself and went to bed for three hours.

THREE HOURS. Non drowsy indeed. Maybe people feel better after taking these medicines because of all the sleep they inevitable get. But yeah. Do not take this medicine if you actually have to go to work or be somewhere or...want to watch TV. Because all you can do after you take this puke medicine is sit there like a zombie on the couch wishing the roller coaster that is your living room would stop.

In conclusion I have the Con Flu. And I do not approve of DayQuil. DayQuil is not helping the blogging process. Also medicine should taste like ice cream. Or at least not like crap.

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Struggles in Pizza Land

I am going to work very soon and I am dreading each second that passes. There are now only 4 people left to run the store (including myself) and 4 drivers. Surely we shall die.

I know I complain A LOT about my job and I tried to cut back on that last month as natural disasters that kill over 10k people are much more important issues that me being all RARW about work. However life moves on and every person has crap in their little world. People have a right to complain and be unhappy even if there are other people out there who have it worse than them.

That and some days the only thing that got me through work was my countdown to Japan. And given the situation that either might not happen or it is not as joyous as it could be. Like I almost wish the countdown was longer so it would give Japan more time to heal.


But yes folks things are going to be shit tonight. Not that they were shit yesterday or the day before. I mean yesterday I got yelled at because I brought pizza to a concession stand. Don’t I know they didn’t order the pizzas because they only sell food?! Also I got called a fucking bitch c**t because someone almost ran into my car twice. Obviously me being mad about almost being killed was rude and MOG she was almost late to work. But hitting my car driving like a maniac would make her go to work faster. And after I got back from my awesome deliveries I was stuck running the front and trying to clean up all the messes my co-workers left in my absence.

However it will really hit the fan tonight. One of my co-workers who ACTUALLY does work got fired tonight. By the bosses wife. Who has nothing to do with the business. And for a reason that has nothing to do with the business. I won’t go into details but basically if I was treated the way my co-worker has been by this woman I would have quit and slapped her in the face. There is absolutely no reason for her to be fired morally speaking.

But on a logical, practical sense speaking firing her is the biggest mistake ever! She was the only one who did the ovens on Saturday night. Actually since someone left in January she has been the ONLY person doing the ovens on the weekend. She was hired to help with the front so I have back up. But now I am riding solo and she was stuck on the ovens. So basically tonight we will have two people making all the pizzas, someone on ovens who HATES them, and me answering all the phones, cutting all the pizzas, making all the side items, and ringing everyone up.

This will only end in beers. But since I don’t like beers it will probably end in a screaming match with me sobbing in the corner afterwards. And since I was nearly FIRED myself for being mad over a legit issue I am on thin ice already. So folks….if you have a minute say a prayer or thought for the crazy anime blogger. Be extra kind to food workers/retail people today because they might be short staffed, getting yelled at by random people, and have no breaks at all.

The moral of the story is just be nice to people and patient with non emergency purchases. Hopefully I shall live to blog another day. If I am not blogging tomorrow obviously I am in jail. Hopefully there is no pizza in jail.

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The Ongoing Adventures of Officer Asshole Part Trowa.Wufei

This isn’t a truly amazing update as Officer Asshole hasn’t shown up to our store since his lies were exposed in Part Trowa. But there is a slight news in this ongoing saga so I thought I would share.

The real police officers from Part Trowa came to our store. They informed me that Officer Asshole was in the next part of town over from us and has been trying to pull the same shit. As in going in and demanding discounts at restaurants. Now I am not sure how the real police officers found out this AMAZING information but now tons of real popo know and home boy is screwed if he comes in again.

Which I hope he does. I hope he isn’t just moving on to other suckers. Please come back to our shop. I want to see you get arrested!


Nothing to see here folks. This does not exist.

Well unless you have no idea what this post is about. Then here is Part One Part Duo and Part Trowa. Enjoy.

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The Ongoing Adventures of Officer Asshole Part Trowa

So many customer rant stories in January. X__X What a way to start off the year! I promise next month to tone down how many posts I have about EVIL PEOPLE WHO COME TO MY STORE. XD I just wanted to get all this off my chest while it is still relevant and fresh in my mind.

Sadly this will be the last part of this ongoing series. Unless Officer Asshole returns. Then Part Quatre will be AMAZING. Well if I am present it will be amazing. But yes I am almost wishing for a Part Quatre because I want closure. And revenge. As long as I don’t get hit by a car or something.

In any event spoilers for Tenchi accidentally ruining someone’s life?

Also here are Part One and Part Duo in case someone is unfamiliar with what I am talking about or need a refresher since I have a lot of jerk customers. XD

So after being told the exciting events of The Ongoing Adventures of Officer Asshole Part Duo I was waiting. Waiting for Officer Asshole to come in and ask for his discount again. And hoping I would be the person who he asked. BECAUSE I WAS READY.

One morning a bunch of regular police officers came in. In uniform. And didn’t ask for a discount. Because they aren’t assholes. I was in and out doing deliveries but after a few I had a tiny break to ask them a question. A question that would probably explain why Officer Asshole doesn’t come in uniform to get his discount.

I asked one of the officers if one keeps their badge after they retire from the force. Because if so that would explain why Officer Asshole comes in with plain clothes on. Because he doesn’t HAVE a uniform anymore. Momager after the fact says he is too young to be retired. Well in my mind he might not be able to perform the duties of a police officer anymore due to the fact that he looks really out of shape. Or maybe he was injured on the job. In any event there was really no underlining reason for me asking. No malice intent, not evil thoughts. I really just wanted to know if someone could have a police badge and not be an active police officer.

The police officers explain to me that one can buy their badge after leaving the force but they wouldn’t have the corresponding paper thingy number stuff. Obviously not what they said but basically when a police officer shows his badge he has to show you his number too. I go oh okay and try to walk away. Police officers then want to know why I asked. So I tried to be brief (me brief HAHAHAHAH) and say there is a police officer who comes in and demands discounts and I was just wondering if he was retired.

Well then the police officers wanted to know his name. I went and got the piece of paper hanging near the register to warn all the employees about Officer Asshole. I meant to get the paper because I didn’t know how to pronounce the dude’s last name. But on the paper it had the entire story of what happened and Officer Asshole’s phone number.

Well the police officer writes down both his number and Officer Asshole’s name. Another one goes out to the car to do something. And another one tells me that the next time Officer Asshole comes in to ask to see his badge number and to write down his car tag. The police officer says that no one on the force expects a discount let alone will ask for one. That they appreciate businesses that do offer a discount but one does not demand it and it reflects badly on the entire force. And I was also told to throw out Officer Asshole if he does return. All amazing stuff.

By this time momager is drilling holes in my head. Like I really did this on purpose. I was just asking a question. But I had another delivery to take and I had to go. BOOOOOOOO. On I go thinking AHA maybe victory is within my grasp. Mog people. You have no idea.

I get back to the store and the amount of police officers has double. Some are talking outside and some are talking inside. X__X Wtf did they all go on break together? Well I get back in the store and I am told right away that Officer Asshole is not a police officer in this state and in fact the name on the paper belongs to a child in another city.

Well then folks. WELL THEN.

Officer Asshole….isn’t even a police officer? I mean I guess he COULD HAVE BEEN in another state and he still has his badge. But the REAL police officers are thinking no, this is not the case. And at the very least he is impersonating a police officer now. And the cops really want to find out who he is. X___X

So in conclusion readers…do not demand a discount from a store while pretending to be a police officer. Because if you act enough like an asshole I will accidentally put the real police on alert and your ass could be grass.

XD See why I want him to come in again?

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Someone has poisoned the water hole! And all my customers are drinking from it!

For real people. Someone must have poisoned the water hole. That is the only way to explain why today was SO CRAPPY.

Oh and sorry for posting two work rants in a row. XD I will post Part Trowa of Officer Asshole later next week to not make my blog full of angry thoughts. Also I see Mahou Shoujo Madoka Magica episode 2 is up and subbed. I will try to get that blogged that as soon as possible.

Time to venture into the bizarro world that is my life. The only good things that came out of today is my husband and I sorta bonded over my destroyed finger and I got to watch Camilla on the Housewives of Beverly Hills get what was coming to her. XD HE WILL NEVER FULFILL YOU!!!!


I am playing an online game that is having a lot of quests right now. Said game decided to CHANGE the date of the rewards for the quest (wonder what game I am talking about) and I needed only ONE ITEM to finish it. However it is easier to get this item when you are not logged in. Like a dumbass I left the computer on after I got ready for work. Go me, this day will be brilliant.

Forgot my cellphone at work. That is something one should not really forget. Especially today, the day of dumbasses. NOT THAT ANYONE PICKED UP THEIR PHONES.

A certain SOMEONE (ie not me) took a delivery order and failed to ring up the credit card. -___- Since I caught it before I left the store it wasn’t THAT upsetting. Just rarw. But this CERTAIN SOMEONE failed to write down what school the delivery was for. Like you know how some elementary schools have the same name as a junior high and they are close to each other? Yeah it was that kinda deal. But I HEARD this certain someone say Oh are you the XX school so I took that to mean it was XX since I was not told otherwise. Off I went to XX school. I was told that the person was going to be waiting outside which is -___- already but okay.

I get to XX school…and it just got out. People everywhere X____X. So I go um…and call the number on the paper. No answer. I walk all around the sea of people and brave getting run over by parents to see if anyone claims their pizza. No go. Go to the office. The office lady was VERY helpful and tried to help me locate who the pizzas belong to. Call the number again. Office Lady calls the number. Office Lady pages the entire campus. No one. WTF where is this person? Call the store and A CERTAIN SOMEONE goes oh it was YY school. -___- Anger folks.

Get to YY school. Again there are TONS of kids outside. I walk around and no one claims the pizza. Go to the office to see if they can page this person. Out of the 6 people behind the check in desk zero knew how to operate the paging system. Also they wouldn’t call the person (as I left mine in the car) because it was a long distant number. So I sat there and rotted until someone who did know how to run the paging system came. The customer RUSHED IN (so fast they HAD to see me pull up) and was like I WAS OVER THERE. Oh okay because you had a sign on stating so.

After I received NO TIP I…kindly told the customer that the reason we ask for a phone number is so we can call when there is a problem. I got a glare. AMAZING. I leave to DASH to the next delivery which got there pretty damn late. Tried to give away the pizza away for free because that sucks to wait for so long. Man insists on paying half. Dash to the gas station. 25 dollars, 8 gallons, my heart bleeds. Get back to the store and “ask” for an apology from A CERTAIN PERSON who proceeds to blame the entire situation on me. And tells me that the customer called back to talk to the owner because I was RUDE to them. Funny how they can find their damn phone now right?!

A CERTAIN PERSON takes an order for delivery…when the person is at the counter. As in they already paid for it and couldn’t be bothered to wait. Woohoo another non tip for me.

After no tip delivery I go to a fast food place. Co-worker gave me money to buy him something and I could use the change to buy myself something. Both somethings were ice cream products. There was only 1 person in front of me. Also the way this place is set up we were the ONLY two people there at the time. 10 minutes later and there are 3 cars behind me. I am seeing red. The car in front of me gets their food. A car that pulled up after the 5 of us gets their food. The car BEHIND ME gets their ice cream. The girl stops by my car and says that my stuff isn’t ready. I told her not to bother since it is obviously too hard to put some ice cream in a cup and put whipped cream on top.

Got back to the store and called said fast food place. When I called I wasn’t put on hold but merely set on the counter. HMMM are they talking about me? Manager gets on the phone and says there is no reason that I should have waited so long for my ice cream products. That if someone only orders ice cream products they will get theirs before the food because it is so simple to make. HMM PEOPLE HMMM!!

After eating a really late lunch I am off to do the dishes. Trying to joke with co-workers about my sucky day. Finished the dishes and tried to drain the sink. The owner had gotten new drain plug. Said drain plug was super hard to grip and had jagged edges. So in a store with countless knives, cutters, and a pretty dangerous meat cutter I slice my finger open on a drain plug.

Of course now hours later and a good look at my cut it doesn’t LOOK that bad. But at the time my hand was drenched with blood and it was dripping all over the floor. And since A CERTAIN PERSON can’t stand blood the only people to help me had the average age of 17. Oh lord help me now.

After reassuring myself I wasn’t going to die it was time to take more deliveries. First one didn’t give me any tip at all even after she gushed that I was early, sorry for being difficult, and me making sure her dog didn’t run down the road. OKAY THEN! Second delivery was in a weird apartment place that has no numbers on the side of the building. And she didn’t have her light on. And she lived upstairs. Don’t mind me, I will bleed quietly in the dark, lost with no way to find you.

Third delivery is to a hospital. Before I left the store I realize the section of the hospital was not written on the ticket. Counter person calls them back. The customer says that I should just go to the front desk and the person at the desk will call her from there. If it was the simple I would not be complaining about it. Manage to find a spot at the hospital that wasn’t a mile away. Get to the front counter and no one is there. But there is someone nearby surfing the web ignoring me. Amazing. I stand in front of her and pretend that the wall is the most amazing thing in the world. It wasn’t.

Finally the woman noticed me and I was like Hi I need this person to be paged/called like I was told. Woman says um the phone is over THERE……Okay then. I go to the phone and it keeps saying it is busy. A patient sitting there says you have to dial 9 to make the phone work. THANK YOU SICK PERSON. So I call three times and I get no answer. Amazing. Woman who wasn’t doing her job kept saying MISS MISS How can I help you?! Oh now you want to do your job? I tell her to go back to surfing the web and I go over to the map on the wall. Because when there was no answer there was a recording of the place I needed to go to. Only I couldn’t find it on the map. Probably because it didn’t exist.

A doctor on her break comes by and helps me locate where I need to be. Only the person with the money is not there. And isn’t answering anyone’s phone calls. Because leaving the money at the place I need to be would make sense. Customer’s co-worker says “you aren’t in a hurry right?”. Because this isn’t a tip orientated job or anything. Finally another co-worker comes with the money and TWO shiny dollars for me. TWO WHOLE DOLLARS!!!!!! Because I am not even worth 5 percent people.

Get back to the shop to find out that the customer at the hospital had called 3 times wondering where her pizzas were. So I got my purse and coat, bid my co-workers goodbye, and walked to my car. Where I screamed my head off until I was fit to drive.

And that my friends is a sucky day. 1 down, how many more to go in the year 2011? Hopefully only one a month. I can’t afford bail.

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