le spot

posted: part time jobs suck.

i helped out at le spot last night... br is short of staff and i need the extra cash to support my habits

unfortunately... creepy manager guy was there too... *sigh*

le spot is my personal hell. whenever i wish to remember that life could be worse, i go sit there for a bit...

a) it smells- like grease, slow fast food, smoke and old people
b) i hate familiarity and that's all le spot is about... cmg kisses babies as a habit and the customers talk to you on the street like they've known you since you *ttthhiiiiissss bbbiiiggggg*, running around half naked in stinky diapers that they apparently had a hand in changing (pervs)

something decidedly odd about people who eat at the same place three times a day, or make it an integral part of their routine by stopping in for a coffee, b, l & d.

can't you feel the second hand smoke turning your lungs black and the air bourne grease clogging your arteries

le spot is highly dysfunctional- just this week alone they've *let go* of three staff members 1) counter bitch 2) short order doesn't-use-gloves cook 3)watiress with an attitude

br does all three jobs but can't at once... he can't coordinate himself in the bathroom let alone handle three dif jobs. so there's a turtle making sandwiches, br and cmg are the waitress du jour and i was professed counter bitch

yes, i left le spot claiming vehemently that i would never return to anyone that would listen... i've gone back on my word disappointingly... the closest i like to get to le spot is the other side of the counter and br giving me free food cuz i don't feel like paying for it

of course, move out of the fat ladies way... if she doesn't get her 'sweetheart' from br and that mound of fries and a burger ('would you like slaw with that? anything to drink? no? how about a complimentary angioplasty...') she might eat you whole or squash you against the wall like a bug.... green, slimy, oozy bug...

at any rate... as the counter bitch i made approximately 11 dollars in cheap tips (thanks for your generosity people, my wallet and habits thank you) but for looking so cute in that little skirt and appron, br wracked up over 70 in tips. the bastard. he refuses to let me wait tables any more...

grrr glory hog.

i'll be rotting again at le spot on saturday instead of taking a much needed crochet lesson... i can't get past the boxed shell stitch... fucking 5dc in the next dc, ch 2, dc in next 4 dc, ch 3, skip next 2 dc bull shit.