Co-worker Delusions: The Suffering of Tenchi

I don't know if I am the girls or the angry lady....

This is my face too. Do you see it? Every single day this is the face I make. Not at the person that is causing me to feel this way of course. No no I turn away and make it at the wall, customers who sense my pain, or in the bathroom when I run away to silent scream. This is the face I make every day at work. The face I will probably make every week as long as I work at this job.  

Since I am trying to get ready for work I will make this brief. A bit of an update about my work life. When I first started this new job at the dry cleaners I thought it was going to be smooth sailing. The morning shift was so slow and easy and the afternoon shift I shared with a make coworker. Thought much blogging would get done in the off time. WRONG. I was put only on the afternoon shift and the male coworker was fired. Not giving away my location but after 3 the entire area is released from work and come to drop off dry cleaning, pick up dry cleaning, or both. The only other coworker at this store works the morning shifts and conveniently leaves right before said rush. I sometimes just stand in one place for 2 hours as piles of clothes are thrown upon me at the speed of fast. Add in the fact I have to work every other Saturday and my poor anime blogging has fallen so far behind. 

The purpose behind this post isn't to list all the evil, rotten, and lazy things my coworker has done in the past 5 months. No it is about what she did Saturday and what she did that will affect the rest of the week. Or really what she DIDN'T do. On Saturday my coworker admitted to me she was taking it easy. Upon investigating (since I write things down to have my own back) I found out she ONLY took in clothes on Saturday. She didn't tag or process anything. She said she wanted to leave herself something to do on Monday. I don't understand the logic in that as one should prepare for the worse. Why leave yourself something to do on the busiest day of the week? There is no reason to do that. 

Well what the hell happened? Monday was busy. It would have been normal busy but since my coworker did NOTHING on Saturday all the clothes she didn't do Saturday added in with the clothes we got Monday and it was chaos in the streets. WE RAN OUT OF BAGS! I literally using the giant bags we use to sort clothes in and I almost ran out of those! We were so behind the wait time for clothes was getting pushed more and more back. Again without revealing my location some people...have certain time needs for clothes and by my coworker not doing ANYTHING on Saturday this was setting them back as well. 

The point of the post is my coworker is so delusional and stupid she has know decided this is ALL my fault. See when she leaves in the afternoon it is just me trying to combat all the afternoon pickups and drop offs. It is hard for me to process any clothes. Since the mornings are slow she can get a lot more done than I can. Most people are working between 7:30 to 2:00 with the exception of lunch time but that is when I get there. So it LOOKS like she gets a lot more done than I do when in reality she is making less sales and taking in less clothes than I do. So when she comes in the morning and sees these giant piles of clothes on the floor she gets super pissed. Quietly though. With small digs at me. Like oh I see you left me with more clothes than yesterday. For example when she left the store there were about 25 bags still to do from the chaos. When she came in there were 58 bags total. She thinks that I am sitting around doing nothing but hello how do you think those bags got filled with clothes? How do you think all those sales happened? 

But the scariest part of this whole thing is she truly believes I am the cause of this. She doesn't see that her doing NOTHING on Saturday has created this snowball disaster. She even went as far to clock in early yesterday under the guise of working while there was no customers but she really spent that hour complaining to the manager that I didn't do enough the day before. THEN she left early, telling me that there better be less clothes than today. If you are leaving EARLIER than yesterday and I have MORE clothes than yesterday how is it going to be any better than yesterday? Won't it be worse? How can I logically get all of this done alone when we aren't having a great time getting this done together? I am genuinely pissed off and confused on how stupid/delusional one person can be. And I only have one coworker. ONE! So I hate her and there is no one else to talk to or complain to or run to. It is just me and this woman who thinks she knows everything but really should have retired and gone to Country Cabin for the early bird lunch a long time ago. It is a total no win situation.

I really can't wait to go to work today. I mean...there is so much more about this woman I want to say, all the mistakes she makes and the way she picks on me when all I am doing is what she TOLD me but I must fly. Fly to work where things are still snowballing out of control. Because of her. But because I cannot handle all the clothes she leaves for me in the afternoon clearly I am the reason we are behind and the customers are being told they have to wait. Can't you see how this is all my fault folks? When she has 10 customers in a 4.5 hour time span and I have 30 customers in a 2.25 hour time span I AM THE PROBLEM! Clearly folks! The more you know.

Oh and P.S. I got in trouble for leaving all those bags on the floor. Like where the hell am I supposed to put them?!

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Duffy the Disney Bear Adventures: Off to work we go!

Hello there my lovely readers. Recently I had more problems with going over my bandwidth. Hopefully by making Duffy his own account will help that from happening again. I hope anyway. Making new email accounts are hard. XD All the names are taken and you can't have the "classic" format anymore which confuses me...but yes woohoo for a new account.

Mom says I can come with her to work today. But why am I all dressed up to deliver pizza? I hope my new clothes don't get dirty.

Recently I got a new job which means it was time to take Duffy around and show him the ropes. Or take him everyday as my new job is so much cleaner and I can take my giant bags to work now. But yes here is Duffy in his new professional wear. XD Doesn't he look smart?

Um....this is not pizza? What is this?

Well....I guess mom no longer works at the pizza place. X___X She works at a dry cleaning place. XO No wonder I am wearing my nice clothes, no flour here.

Weeeee no more pizza. It is a place full of clothes and baskets and tickets. So very different yes? Weeeeee no more delivering pizza, push me around in the cart!

Dry cleaning doesn't mean throw everything in the same bin and have at it. No no, you got to check pockets and sort them out.

HEY! I'm not dirty!

Time to fill out the clothing ticket.

Um......this looks way more formal than the pizza place....

XO What is this? All these buttons? The pizza place was...just a register. This has way too many buttons, lets leave this to mom.

Mom's boss told her to not ride this. As in a worker before had ridden this rack of clothes. PSHT who would do that?

This bag is full, where would you like it?

Get in the cart!

HMMMM where are all the customers? We need something to do.

A pick up order for Duffy the Disney Bear!

Don't mind me, I am just hanging around.

Finally something to do. Checking in clothes now. XD

Um now we have too much to do....

Do you think we will need all of these?

After a hard day's work I come home to a package. Build a Bear? What did mom buy me!

Hurry and open it mom!

What....what is this?! More clothes for Shellie May? SHE IS STILL IN JAPAN!

Never going to work again. :(

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Update from Tenchi Land. Formerly known Sad Panda Land.

Behold for I am alive and have not forgotten about my blog. Although looking at the lack of posts in June and seeing that I am far behind on anime posts it might look like I have packed my bags and moved permanently to sad panda land. I probably should call it something else as living with pandas would be cool. Or I be rich, selling pandas to zoos. XO

So where have I been? Working!!! XO I know right. Where was the post saying cross your fingers or how sad Tenchi was from putting on all these applications and no one hiring her? How can Tenchi get a job without leaving the house? XO ANd will Tenchi always be behind on blogging now? I mean...it's not like I was posting on time when I sat around the house all day.  

Up until recently the friend was unemployed and looking for a job everyday. One day she found out an old co-worker was managing several dry cleaning jobs and practically hired the friend on the spot. The friend also got another one of our friends a job there instead. One the day of which there was much firing and gnashing of teeth I went to the friend's work to tell her what happened. The manager said to fill out an application and said they would think of me in case something came up. 

Goodbye pizza, hello dry cleaning!!! Something came up obviously. I get a call on Tuesday asking if I still needed a job. X___X Yes please. So Wednesday was spent finding casual work clothes that are actually casual and not covered in Hello Kitty. Then Thursday, Friday, and today were spent...working!!! XO I always meant to blog when I came home from said new job but considering I have been a couch potato for three weeks my body was like NOOOOO stop moving. Oh that and I had to do this thing called get up at the crack of dawn to open said store. Early? What is that? On time to work? Could this be Tenchi? 

So yes there are apologizes for my lateness in posting. I hesitate to say this will work out as I don't want to jinx myself. But considering I was given 28 hours in three days I think they seem happy with me. A lot to learn since my life for the past 5 years has consisted of sauce, cheese, and pizza boxes but I have picked up a lot already. Oh and did I mention this is just a drop off dry cleaners and not the actual plant? No chemicals or machines. XD I am thinking that I will be working at least 5 days a week which might affect my blogging schedule. Once I get into the swing of things and my body learns what 5:30 am is I will settle into routine and things will be more regular. 

For now I am super happy. XD There is a birthday Disney trip planned for job finding friend. Now I will have the funds to do so. Oh and maybe fix the sad T.V. So there is the explanation of where the heck I have been for such a long time. I will now attempt to return you to your regular anime reading. Also...cross your fingers this job works out. XD Oh and if you type in anime girl off to work...yeah not a good thing on some of the pics. X___X

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Wait what? You're mad because you saved money?

Yesterday was a pretty horrible day at work. Despite watching Angel Beats right before going in I was in a pretty foul mode til quitting time. Yuri and her team of misfits couldn't save my night!

In between being really, really short on staff and running out of very basic materials there was one instance that stuck out in my head. Something happened that I thought I would never have to complain about. Something happened that usually is a super positive for the customer and it somehow turned into drama central. It made me wonder if it was a full moon last night or if this was the icing on the crazy cake that was my shift.

Click for my mini post on a dumb customer! Also pray that I catch Suicune soon. I keep killing that sucker and using up all my pokeballs!

On a side note I am sad that Law and Order: CI lost Ross, Eames, and Goren. I seriously don't know how the series will survive without Goren.



I am not sure what happened at the beginning of the interaction with said customer. But given the fact that my co-worker is way too nice for her own good I doubt it was anything interesting or evil. Basically she gave this guy a discount. I am not sure who he was but I assumed he was someone she or the owner knows. We give out discounts all the time (more than I would like but hey, not my business and if it applies to my friends too WOOHOO right?) so this didn't strike me as odd.

I got involved once I handed the dude his pizzas. I usually call the name out, hand the person their pizzas, and wish them a nice day. Last night I was doing it with a little more speed since MOG we are behind on everything. The man comes up to the counter and says something isn't right. Great, a mistake on top of being backed up and short staffed? I ask what is wrong and he said that he wasn't charged right for his pizza, that he owes us money.

.....Okay. Maybe this dude is just really honest and doesn't want to get the cashier in trouble because her til will be short. Or he is a jerk and wants to get the cashier in trouble. But co-worker explains that she gave him a discount. Again I don't know WHY but considering we were really backed up and people were waiting a long time he probably deserved one. And I really thought this guy knew SOMEONE at our store so him getting a discount wasn't a shocker.

But the guy kept arguing that the math didn't add up. Yes dude, that is how a discount works. Something is one price and you get to pay less! Truly a magical occurrence. Yes I know you didn't pay your normal price but you got a discount! Happily take your pizza and shut your mouth so other people don't get all offended that they don't get discounts too. I don't have time for you to whine about owing us money. Put it in the tip jar if you think you weren't charged enough.

This story wouldn't get a post if this was the end of the story though. No no, home boy had to go one step further. He decides that in the middle of all this craziness that he should call the store like 10 minutes later to speak to someone in charge and complain about not paying full price.

That's right folks, someone called and complained because we were nice enough to give them a discount. I told you I live in the Twilight Zone.

Again I am not sure what went down because I didn't answer the phone. But I do know that whoever had to calm down home boy was not amused that they were taken away from actually working to deal with this nut bag. This has now crossed from genuinely concerned to I am a jerk who want to get someone in trouble.

Is there a chance that home boy was a bit insulted that he was given a discount? Maybe. Maybe he thought we were being charitable to someone who could AFFORD to pay the full price and how dare we insinuate that he is poor? Who knows, I don't. Didn't know the guy but had I been him I would have been happy. It's not like we gave him the pizzas for free. But in any event thanks for being a crazy person on a night where everything was going wrong. We really didn't have time to deal with you being butt hurt for no reason and/or trying to get my co-worker in trouble. In the future we will make sure to never give you a free side of sauce or any discount in anyway. Really, what were we thinking?

This is why we can't have nice things.

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No shirt, no pants, no pizza!

This is the year 2010. I get that we are no longer afraid to show skin above the ankles and that people can really see our shoulders and the world will not end. We no longer need to hide ourselves under yards of fabric. We can swim in the ocean without fear of our tablecloth of a swimsuit dragging us to the bottom. And really this mostly applies to women who in the past were forced to cover up and were taught to be ashamed of their bodies. Progressing from the Little House on the Prairie days to now is a real step up for women. In most countries at least.

However, despite all this liberation and progressive thinking it is not polite to force your nudity on others. There is a difference between being comfortable in your own skin and forcing others to be uncomfortable while you frolic around in your naked glory.





I realize that many people will differ on what kind of clothing is deemed too revealing/inappropriate. So when a man comes to the door in his boxers I will go X_X on the inside but at the end of the day the naughty bits are covered and there is no use complaining (that much) about the situation. Likewise if someone comes to the door in a towel or something that I wouldn’t personally wear when opening the door to a stranger. People often order pizza when they don’t want to leave the house so they are wearing something comfortable.

But it is NOT okay to sit on your front porch sunbathing naked. I mean, I am not even sure if you are legally allowed to do that but that’s beside the point. The point is you ordered a pizza. You paid for a stranger to come to your house to deliver a pizza. Maybe you were sunbathing before and decided you were hungry in the middle of it. Or maybe you had plans to sunbath after I left. I don’t know and really I don’t care. What I do care about is that the second I pulled into your driveway (connected to a busy road) I could see you, all of you.

People have been telling me since it is your house you can do what you want. I guess I could put aside the point that this didn’t happen in a house but in the front yard but that doesn’t matter. You could have answered the front door naked and it still would have been inappropriate. Just because you own property doesn’t mean you have the right to make strangers that you hire to come to your house feel uncomfortable. People want to go on and on about rights and blah blah but apparently I don’t have rights when it comes to seeing unwelcome nakedness.

Let’s pretend that this was all an accident and you really are flaky enough to continue/get naked when a person is coming over to deliver you pizza. When I arrive there should be a moment where you go OH CRAP and cover up right? Not STAND UP and walk over to get the money when the man sitting near you (wearing clothes Thank God) could have done that. I know intimate details about your life now that I didn’t need to know before. But since you stood up I know that you have no consideration for others and you operate in your own world. Who cares about people’s feelings when you have a right to sunbathe naked right?!

I think some people focus too much on themselves nowadays and don’t take others into mind. This lack of thoughtfulness is overwhelming to me and I wonder how people can be so selfish. I also wonder why my mother wasn’t more upset when I told her my sad story of woe but moms aren’t always suppose to make sense right?

The icing on this….fail cake is today, the day after (tomorrow) sunbathing naked girl I go to a house where there is more nudity. At first I just though oh she is wearing a large set of pajamas and not all the buttons are buttoned. But the large shirt that only had the chest buttons buttoned was the only thing home girl was wearing. And the way her house was set up I was about eye level with her crotch. Did I mention the shirt was spread open after the buttoned up part? Did I mention that my eyes nearly popped out of my head and I started to ask God what I have done to deserve this two days in a row.

I’m not trying to be a prude. By all means have awesome sex and run around naked in your house. If one is having a lazy day I don’t see the point of getting dolled up. Wear something comfortable. Wear nothing at all. But when you have someone coming over to do a job for you show some courtesy. You don’t know the person opening the door and how they would react to your state of undress. It is not the end of the world to wrap a robe around yourself for 2 minutes while the transaction is being complete. Wait to have the awesome sex until after I arrive so I don’t interrupt you and see you answer the door naked but you think you are hiding this fact by hiding behind the door (which would work better if you didn’t open the whole door which gives you less to hide behind). I swear it won’t kill you to be out of YOUR comfort zone for a few minutes so you can avoid making a stranger uncomfortable.

But really, what do I know? All my male co-workers were jealous of this AWESOME thing that happened to me. Maybe I am the crazy one.

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Why play music when we can beg for money?

They let me start by saying…I love Jesus and God. YAY GOD! Not so much some church policies and rules against other ways of life, but in general churches can promote a positive way of living. Just avoid the crazy cult churches. So, this is a CHRISTIAN who is about to rant about a Christian radio station. Not someone who rants about Christians overstepping their bounds and think the rules don’t apply to them (although some do….dear lord what is this rant about…). ANYWAY!



Dear Christian radio station,

I think it is great that you are on in the sound waves promoting awesome songs. Albeit the SAME awesome songs over and over again from the past 10 years…but still awesome. We can play this station at work without worrying about some questionable language and lyrics. That and we are a Christian based business and it seems more suiting to have this radio station playing while we work. We don’t force our customers to listen to this music as they are in an area where the TV is playing. Just loud enough to annoy ME all day long.

For the past 5 days at work all I have heard is WE NEED MONEY! If I have to hear one more time how you need such and such funds to run your radio station I will shove a pizza slicer through my eye. I get it; you are a nonprofit radio station that relies on listeners to fund the programming. I have heard this so much over the past week…I am pretty sure I could recite the spiel word for word.

JUST SHUT UP! You are a radio station that plays MUSIC. You are not a talk show and no one wants to hear you go on and on about money over and over and over again all day long. After every single song we get an update on how much you are received. You list people’s names and how much they donated (which I think is totally tacky anyway). Stop bragging about being a commercial free radio station when 25 minutes of the hour is dedicated to your updating money status/how much more you need. If you actually RAN commercials you would not need to bore me to tears every 3 minutes.

And really….the way you are begging for this money is pretty aggressive. In case this radio station has not heard….there is a little bit of an economic crises….the word recession/depression might be used in describing this time period. So why are you telling listeners to donate over 1XX dollars? Shouldn’t any and all donations be accepted? I mean, I am sure they are but you are sure pressing the “we need this amount to run the station for one hour so please sponsor an hour of our programming”. There are different variation on how you mention the hour donation…but the point is the same. I just find it a ridiculous amount of money to donate when you consider most of your listeners already pay taxes and donate 10 percent every week to God. Stop pushing this 1XX dollar amount please.

In your overzealous attempts to raise money one of your D.J’s went completely …well something with their approach to raise money. They were using a doctor’s office as an example. The basic story was a doctor plays the radio station at his office for all his patients to hear. Basically he is using their service FOR FREE so he should feel compelled to donate at LEAST enough to fund an hour’s worth of music (or 35 minutes…). Sure it makes sense when you break it down….but to imply that the radio station is OWED money for allowing people to listen to their music is a little mind boggling. People should donate because they want to, not because people feel guilty about using a free service.

This doesn’t even HAVE to happen. You do not have to rely on listeners to fund your programming. JUST RUN COMMERICALS! There must be plenty of Christian based business that would like to run ads. I know some people love to shop/use services of Christian based business. So what better way to tell people about said business than to play their ads on the radio. So stop trying to sound so pathetic when you are the ones shooting your own foot off.

In conclusion…please stop. It is driving me up the wall. I would turn the radio station but I am not allowed to. Believe me I would. You are not bringing in new listeners when all you do is talk about money. You are not keeping long time listeners with less music and more whining. Or if you can’t stop begging please stop mentioning this amount per hour. It puts a lot of pressure on people.

I might sound bitter about the situation but I was at work for almost 10 hours today. Hearing the same crap over and over again nearly drove me nuts. Also I am more inclined to donate money to people in need…not to a free service that apparently is not so free.

Love

Bitter person who nearly drowned herself in liquid cheese to escape the torture.

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Clearly free food makes customers angry D:

I was going to post some fun customer sucks story at this AWESOME livejournal community very appropriately called customer_suck. But after reading some comments and how they like to attack people who go against some of their self proclaimed nazi rules...I decided to steer clear from posting there (I will just lurk in the shadows and read some funny stories). I will just post my lovely customer MOG moments here and blog about the truly hypocritical nature of some communities later.

So yes I work at a pizzeria. For all purposes let's call this establishment Fred's Awesome Pizza. I was hired to be a counter like person. But on some days I am an awesome pizza delivery driver (as it shocks some customers to see an MOG girl delivering their pizza). On the days that I am a driver I am responsible for ...delivering the pizza, doing the dishes in the back, and lending a hand when I can up front. Now since I know how hectic it can be up front and my overall deliveries will be smoother if I help the front as much as I can, I help out much more than other delivery drivers.

So on this particular night I was the delivery driver. I had just gotten back from a delivery. I drop off my bag and the front seems to be going smoothly. So I go to the back and start a stack of dishes that have piled up. I am minding my own business as the phones are getting answered fast and nothing is on fire. The second I finish my dishes and dry my hands I hear one of my co-workers go TENCHI! FRONT! After rolling my eyes from the implication that I am not at the front and making the customer wait for ME, I plaster on a happy smile and go to the front.

Then the real hell begins.





You know when you start a conversation and things are just going to end with a blood bath? Yes...that is what I felt when I looked at this woman. She was not a happy camper and I had not even said hello yet. So after greeting her I ask her her name so I can fetch her order. My coworkers have chicken scratch for handing writing so I read a line as Xceasar dressing. Now..I have seem many weird orders so I assumed they wanted just Ceasar dressing for their pizza (grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrross). I read this out to the woman and she is like NO extra dressing for my SALAD! AHHH! I say. I ask my co-worker if he put an extra dressing in the bag. He said he forgot which is LAME on his part but she hadn't left the store yet! So nothing bad yet right? I ring the woman up, hand her her pizza, tell her I will fetch her extra dressing, and that her salad is located in the cooler near the door. A side note is when I handed her pizza, she immediately opened the box and said I need to make sure the pizza is right, since it was WRONG last time. X_X Yes, let me run and get that dressing now since apparently Extra Cheese Pizza can be made wrong.

Background on the salads: These were not my rules. I just follow them. We get an order for a salad and it is immediately made. Two bread sticks are thrown in the oven while the salad is prepared. The two sticks are then placed on top of the salad and the salad with dressing bag is placed in the "soda" freezer near the door. I question why we let the sticks get cold, but if we let the salad sit out it will get hot. Not saying this was the BEST way to do it; I just followed rules. Every other customer would just say THANKS, get their salad, and walk out the door. Not happening tonight.

While I am fetching the salad I have a WTF DID I JUST DO MOMENT! Said customer....was rather large. Now I am not fatist or whatever the term is. People of any size and race can be awesome and or stupid. Race/size is not a factor in how much I hate you. No, the problem is WHERE the salad is located. It is in said freezer near the door. Said freezer is sorta...behind, (or in front of) a table with a bench for chair. Now a person MY size can walk through the area, stand to the side, and open the soda case with no problem. A lady her size...would have problems. And it seriously did not dawn on me that she might have a problem. So I get the salad dressing as quick as I can so maybe I can get the salad out for her.

Nope. I get to the counter and the salad is there with a now more angry lady. :( I give her the dressing and smile. She then asks if she can have more croutons. XO Seeing my chance to redeem myself I say SURE, run and fill up two 4 oz cups of croutons, and give them to her for free. Right? Everything should be well in the world and rainbows and baby kittens?

No. Because this is my life. She asked where the bread sticks were. :O In the salad container ma'am. You mean....they were getting cold in the freezer. Um.....yes? She takes a moment to sprinkle some MORE cheese on the pizza at the counter (blocking other customers) Then she says....ell, they (bread sticks) are not in here anyway.

Now....heaven forbid I call a customer a liar...but the container with the salad has a sticker keeping it closed (actually, heaven forbid I CALL her a liar to her face...me wanting a job and all). Like you have to break the sticker to open it or even peek inside. Sticker is intact. This lady is just pissed because the bread sticks are cold. So instead of calling her out on her bs I decide to give her two MORE bread sticks. I joke to my co-worker that I am going to fire him since now he has forgotten the dressing and "bread sticks". I am trying to elevate the tension.

I failed. So the very upset lady is now mad it is taking so long. I mean, she is scamming new bread sticks off of us now...you think she would be patient long enough for them to cook. Oh no...she just plants herself at the counter blocking other customers from paying and is glaring. I am trying my best to hide but it's not working so well. We give her the bread sticks as quick as possible and thank for understanding about the wait. That is code for " Here is your free food idiot now BOUNCE!" Was that good enough for Ms. REALLY MAD?

No. She decides that she is so much better than all of us and must intimidate the little restaurant workers. And what is the best way to do that? Pretend to know the owner of course! But....this is what she said:

"Yep. You should be careful how you serve people. I KNOW Fred and maybe I should give him a call."

She turns heel...and waddles out of the restaurant. To which my co-workers and I start laughing. Yes, the restaurant is called Fred's Awesome Pizza. But the owner's name is Mike, not Fred. No one named Fred works there. So her trying to use scare tactics on us fail on an epic scale and we spent the rest of the night laughing at her moronic behavior.

That is a lie...because again this is my life. 12 minutes later my boss calls from the other store. This is what crazy crackhead lady had to say to my boss:

Counter girl was in the back not doing her job and she had to wait unassisted for a while.
Her extra dressing was not in the salad.
Counter girl had the NERVE to make her fetch her own salad which was racist against fat people. (Fat is a race now?)
The bread sticks were not IN her salad and she was forced to wait for them.
Her pizza WAS NOT CUT?! x_x
The "kids" behind the counter were messing around without an adult in sight.
Workers were "rude" to her when she left.

So my dear readers....WTF?! I would like to know how ANY of this is my fault?! X_X Counter girl did not take the order, make the order, or assemble the order ( I am going to say "counter girl" even though I was delivery driver because we know how BOYS can't be counter boys). Counter girl did not cut the pizza (which I DO have problems cutting all the way through, but certainly not with THIS PIZZA). That and since she opened up the pizza, you would THINK she would notice if it were CUT or not?! Counter girl made SURE she left with her salad dressings before she even paid. Counter girl gave her free croutons. Counter girl did not question her LYING about the bread sticks and gave her news one.

OH AND COUNTER GIRL IS 25 EFFING YEARS OLD! -____- Not to mention counter BOY is 20 years old. Kids we are not my little fattie friend.

Let's review: A woman comes in and gets all the food she pays for AND THEN SOME. She is served in a polite manner and the only REAL issue she should have is something that deals with a policy I have no control over (where the salad is placed). Woman calls boss (she called him Fred when she called apparently...yeah, let's believe this is an awesome and loyal customer) to complain that kids are running the business into the ground. Boss calls innocent counter girl and gently reminds her to be polite to all customers. Counter girl....hangs up phone and chops co-workers into pieces and serves them as bacon bits.

Thank you customer who witnessed this incredible about of suckage and went DUDE what was her problem?! when she left. It is nice to know I am not totally insane.

We end with changing the seating around so the soda machine is SLIGHTLY easier to get to, the salads are kept in a different freezer, and we keep the bread sticks separate until they pick up their meal. And Miss Loyal customer has not returned since. THE END!

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