but every superman has his kryptonite.

Saturday, March 29, 2008

I feel so unwell. ):

Last night, I downed the jugs of alcoholic spirits like how an athlete would drink his water after a marathon. 2.5 - 3 jugs later, I was asleep for most of the night at Dbl O.

I suck. ):

I guess I caught a cold there, because it was already very cold there, and downing 2.5 - 3 jugs of very cold liquids didn't help.

I think I sneezed over a hundred times today.

Thankfully I like my job, if not you wouldn't see me going to work even if you threaten to sack me or something.

I don't know how I managed to survive the eight or so hours at work, especially when this was the busiest day ever in my almost a month of working here. It should be, because we achieved a record amount of sales in a day since the bar opened in 1991, around $25,000. We're just $17,000 short of our monthly target, and with three more days of business, it should be very easy.

Unfortunately, a couple of dumbfucks spoiled my day. It was nearing the end of the night, at around 1 or 2 in the morning. I was already half-fucked from my illness, and was clearing their bottles of beer. They had put many finished bottles in a bucket. Yeah, it was my mistake for not checking the bucket properly, but having a hangover, being pretty ill and twelve cold panadols was never going to give me a clear mind. It's not as if I cleared the bucket immediately. I lifted it up slowly, and took it to the bar for disposal. Around five to ten minutes later, they suddenly tell me there was still a full bottle inside. What the fuck! Why couldn't they tell me when I was clearing the bucket? Fine, so I asked them if I could buy them a bottle, in a pretty sarcastic tone. How shameless it is when you want a waiter who earns $7 an hour to pay for your fucking bottle which is almost his two hours' wages? If it was totally my fault, I would have accepted it, but they could have informed me. It's not as if I cleared their drinks even though they told me not to. I lifted the bucket slowly infront of them. Fucking shitfuck customers. ~~I hope they died in a car accident or something already.~~

I want to recover by Sundayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. ):

[ jason ] | 6:47 am |