Monday, November 29, 2010

My God Hurry!

 Okay, okay, last post about my 5 day weekend at work. Unless i think of more... *ahem*  :)
Since we were closing at Noon those days, i noticed something unbelievable. Two different customers, two different times- before noon.

Regular customers. They don't normally come in the mornings, they are more afternoon customers. I see them (seperate times, couple hours apart) in the parking lot,coming, i got their coffee in my hand. Let's see where they will sit. Okay, they sit, here i come. I get there.... i notice.....

Did you JUST freaking wake-up???

Face all swollen, eyes all ewww, friggin' smell the body odor!! probably the bad breath!!

I actually ask oh my gosh, did you just wake -up?

YES!  The answer is yes!

Swear! Swear to Got!.... they JUST woke up! Again, remember -two different customers, two different times-

What in the name of HELL is wrong with these people??!!! They HAVE to get to the coffee shop before we close????

  THEY JUST WOKE UP!!! And haulin' ass to the coffee shop!!!! Couldn't splash   some water on your face?? At home?? Why?? Not??    My God!!

Yeah, they say

I was on a roll this past 5 day weekend with questions at work.

By Saturday couple of regulars that had been out of town for Thanksgiving came in.  -two different customers, two different times-  They say "Just got in"

I think Yeah, that's where i'd wanna be soon as i got back from a trip, the coffee shop, Christ did you even stop home?

I actually say ha! have you even been home yet?

They both say... remember -two different customers, two different times-  Yeah

And one of them came in twice that day. Boy, he probably couldn't stand being away for, like seemed, forever to him.

He is speechless

What a LONG ASS 5 day weekend at work!!!!  Idiots!!  The local regulars. Thoughtless. Self-absorbed Idiots!!

So much to vent out, but i'm gonna let it out on one in particular. Last week, one of the closing early days.   I am closed. Closed! The shop is EMPTY! I am whooped and tired! Busy ass morning!

10 after Noon. The shop phone rings. I close the dishwasher, set it, go, walk over to the phone...thinking WHO the hell is it and what do they want?! I recognize the number on caller ID. One of the regular customers. I don't answer it, i'm thinking you m#thertrucker. I go back to cleaning up the shop, phone rings again. Same customer. I think, i better not answer it, i will seriously say something that might get me fired.

I see him the next morning, i ask, smiling  "(Name) was that you calling at 10 after 12?"... "Yes" he says.

I can hardly wait to hear why... "but why (Name), i was trying to clean up and go home."

No answer.  Seriously, nothing. Fine, i don't even care, really. BUT, i do wanna know "Why (name) would you want to do that to me? I'm busy, i'm closed, trying to get home?" I push that question for just a few minutes in a friendly kinda way.... i DO want to know, mental  illness is facsinating me more and more lately.

No answer.

And no, it's not because he might like me and wants to ask me out. I've known him a long time, he tried that, he knows hell no.

There's people (obviously) that are just plain... thoughtless.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Charlie Brown Thanksgiving

  Hey, where is that narcissist Lucy at?  The one who keeps pulling the football out from Charlie Brown and laughs as he falls. Smug jerk.

   HAPPY THANKSGIVING ALL!!! 

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Oh the horror

The coffee shop is closing at noon the next three days due to THANKSGIVING! Yea!  The local regulars are in shock Shock 2 Pictures, Images and Photos.

We normally do it the day before and actual Thanksgiving day, but this year, Friday as well. The local regulars are in shock.         

I have a suggestion for them. Draw straws, whoever picks the longest straw, that's who's place they can ALL hang out at.

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Just cuts him right off

I have been wanting to write this post for a while now. At the coffee shop. Two year span. Three different customers, all men, who don't really know or talk to each other, but are regulars.

And they did this ALL the time.
Okay, either one of them... are sitting down, talking with another regular. I'm going back and forth, doing odd stuff. Of course, i'm like thank God they have each other to talk to, leave me the frick alone. I'm filling up the napkin holders or sugars, and i could feel him gawking at me, from the corner of my eye. In my head i'm thinking what the hell? His chat buddy is talking to him and he's glaring at me? I think DON'T look at him, don't look at him... if i look, that's all it's gonna take, and he's gonna talk my ear off.

But you know what? It doesn't matter... here he is..."So what are you up to today?" SMACK gotdamn right in the middle of the other guys conversation. JUST CUTS HIM RIGHT OFF!! LITERALLY!!
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First i'm embarrassed for the guy that got cut off. Second, i'm like ... WTF??? You frickin' have someone who WANTS to talk to you, IS talking to you. You can't shut your mouth for ONE minute ANYWAYS!! (God, when me and this dude are alone in the shop) THIS IS PERFECT!  WHAT THE HELL YOU CUTTING HIM OFF FOR??? The key phrase here is YOU LOVE TO TALK!! AND HE (not me) WANTS TO TALK TO YOU!!!

In the beginning, when i first started working at this Coffee shop few years ago, i did respond, with a few short words, BUT... i'd go back to the conversation they were having, resuming it.... out of embarrassment for the other guy.

And there were THREE DIFFERENT  customers that did this... and i'd do the same thing.

BUT, since then, i put a stop to that shit. I have told all three of them, at separate times.... in a nice way, smiling... "Why are you cutting (name) off? He's talking to you"   IT FELT SOOOO GOOD TO SAY THAT.                   
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I never did before simply because i couldn't embarrass the inconsiderate nin-com-poop. But i could NOT take it anymore.

Needless to say... they were terribly embarrassed and don't do it anymore.

Seriously tho... what the hell? Frickin have someone who WANTS to talk to you, leave me the hell alone. I have very busy mornings, my voice is hoarse, my mind is half gone.... These are ADULTS who i'm sure are AWARE of what it's like to be at WORK!!!!!!

Friday, November 19, 2010

Therapeutic

Remembering an episode of Divorce Court the other day. I never watch these shows, but i was flipping channels and the Criminal Minds episode... seen it allready... a couple times.

Husband wanted a divorce, she constantly spending money, at the Dollar Store. They talk a little about it. She does not work, no job. No kids.  And she says, shopping is therapeutic... and then the liitle bar comes up below her saying Defendent finds shopping therepeutic.

Therapeutic??  I'm starting to sit up on the sofa. Therepeutic?? My blood is boiling now. Therepeutic??

You stupid jackass. Therapeutic?? You NOT working is THERAPEUTIC!!!!!!! How about starting a SAVINGS for you and your hardworking husband??  I don't know about you, you stupid idiot, but i like to see some money in my SAVINGS... That's MY therapeutic! It feels pretty damn good!

Get a JOB freeloader!! THERAPEUTIC???

I did not see the end of that show, maybe the phone rang... but i hope the husband thera-puted her ass out the door.                                 

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Dilemma

Ugh, work tomorrow. I'm particularly thinking about which one of the regulars is gonna come in and whine...it's so cold in here.... Had three of them last week, at the same time, gang up on me.

Seriously, one stayed an hour. Second one, two hours. Third one, three hours. Three hours... unreal.

The first one told me to turn it up. (The temperature) ... i told her, 'well, i'm hot...' She told me 'the customer should be comfortable' ... I ... said nothing, i turned and walked away, because i was gonna blow up on her, all three of them.

I HAVE to be there. It IS a restaurant. ANY restaurant it's gonna be cold. They can bring a sweater. I am working, running around. I am WORKING.  It's a no brainer.   

 One of them , months ago was telling me a story how ... at a restaurant she went to dine.... it was cold in there. She asked the waitress to turn up the temperature. Waitress basically said 'no'... manager was called. Manager said 'no'... she left. I could sooo picture the look of happiness on their faces. She doesn't get it. SHE DOESN'T GET IT. 

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I every now and then will dine out. From experience... and i mean as a customer, not because i'm a waitress.... i KNOW it might be cold in there. I bring a sweater.

I cannot fathom asking to turn the air up! Ask the ENTIRE staff to accommadate ME??  These people are working!! For Chrissake, these people are working!!  Please, if it is truly unbearable for you, by all means, PLEASE...  leave.

                                       

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Jar of Hearts

   The days i go to work, i turn the TV on and listen to Jump Start on VH1. First time i heard this song, weeks ago, i was in the bathroom ... getting ready for work.... i thought, wow, song is beautiful.. and sad... i went to the bedroom to watch the video.

I was mesmerized, it gave me chills. I never heard of this talented young lady, and i wondered... does she know exactly what she is singing beautifully about? Does she truly, TRULY realize... that she is singing about the... narcissist. 

Yes, there are many songs about the narcissist. But this one is  spot on. The video is  spot on....so eerie, so deep in sadness, so dark... just like the narcissist. The male actor in this video had me fasinated... so spot on.

BRAVO to whoever wrote this song and wrote the video. We need to be aware that these evil imps DO exist. They are real, they are out there craving to find someone to screw with, to torture.  Impossible to believe. SO DAMN IMPOSIBLE to believe, especially to young people (my heart breaks) who are so trusting and want to believe so badly, that the one treating them so badly... don't really mean it.

If something doesn't seem quite right in your relationship, and you are constantly nervous, scared. You have a narcissist. And they get off  on your emotional pain.

They don't look like the actor in this video... he is doing an EXCELLENT job at portraying HOW a narcissist looks like in his true self. What we see, in real life, is the happy, regular.. guy. That's who he wants us to fall in love with... then... bam... something just isn't right.

I don't want to scare anyone from having a relationship... but please everyone, just be aware. Be kind, be loving, be yourself  :)  have fun... but please be aware of these maggots.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Like lunatics

Was so cold and dreary, raining and windy this weekend. I was fighting a terrible cold while putting in 25 hours at work in those two days. Such a cold and ugly weekend, but that doesn't stop the regulars from coming in. There is no fire or no hell to keep them away. I can envision these nuts crippled, crawling on their knuckles BLIND and deaf to get there.no Pictures, Images and Photos


I happened to catch a look at a couple that has been coming in for 100 years. Old. The front of the coffee shop has thick windows for walls. So cold, wind whipping. Coming up the walk to the shop, they are struggling and look in pain... but, here they come, thru hell and high water.

As i was getting ready for work on this horrible weekend, i have a smoke. But i don't smoke in my home. Standing in the doorway, the rain, the wind, so cold. With my cup of hot tea,my smoke, and my flu bundled up, i whimper. I say a silent prayer to please help me get thru this weekend. I know it's going to be enduring. (It was!)

On days like this, not just the regulars who come out, but EVERYONE. I don't get it, i just don't get it. I would of gave my soul to just be able not to go out in that .... in that monent.

So nice, my cup of hot tea, warm home. The quiet. The thought of getting dressed and racing out in this like a lunatic to get to the coffee shop to sit elbow to elbow with the town like sardines would be  the LAST thing on my mind. Baffling! Mind boggling! What neurotic misery these people must be in.  no Pictures, Images and Photos

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Live Life!

      I am a HAPPY person! I have a HEALTHY mind. I KNOW i always will be. There is NO WAY i'm gonna hang around a frickin' coffee shop ALL DAY ... DAY after DAY after DAY!! EVERYDAY!!  I ENJOY my HOME. I like to HANG around my HOME. So MANY cheap things to do outside home. One of them is NOT going to the coffee shop, two three times a day. I am HAPPY. My MIND is HEALTHY.  AMEN!!fun dance Pictures, Images and Photos

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Ewww

Checking e-mail, got the popular More People of Walmart. Now they're all funny, we might even go ewww.... but this is beyond ewww. This is beyond stupid, beyond idiocy. This is a vile, sick, nasty vermin. 

      
Why wasn't there an after picture... of her being arrested? Not only is she showing her ass, she is digging in it!! Where food is sold!! She touches anything and someone else does too?!  A child can touch it, then put it's fingers in it's mouth?! WHERE IS THE AFTER PICTURE OF HER BEING ARRESTED????
                 

          
I don't even do that at home!!!!  My ass is clean. And it's REAL simple! SOAP!! If her problem is beyond that, welfare would be happy to pay for a simple check-up and medication because she is obviously disabled in her head!! LOOK AT HER!!!
     
       
Grounds for institutionalization! Picture... proof!!!

I'm not even gonna say pig. I love animals and wouldn't insult a pig by saying that! This nut is disgusting. GAG!!

If i was there and i saw this... i would of asked her out loud "OMG,what are you doing??!!" In my best grossed out look... Everyone would of looked.

Shame on you sicko.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Justin Bieber

Went to a Justin Bieber concert last Saturday with my daughter and granddaughter. We bought a VIP package, Meet and Greet thing... and second row floor seats, not braggin', just sayin'... and there's a lesson and moral to this..... so...

...we arrive at 5 pm like we were told, the day before to the Meet and Greet, come to find it was at 3pm. At the Guest Service desk, my daughter had a big attitude (she was pissed)... big argument about how they did not know who told us to be there at 5, when it was at 3. Basically .... too bad for us.

As the argument ensues.... another family walks up to Guest Services. SAME PROBLEM... somebody told them too that the Meet and Greet was at 5.....

 So us..and them were like 'omg, right... what the hell'... we're looking at our tickets comparing prices... those tickets were m'f'ing expensive!!!

They seperate us... they walk us to the elevator... i don't know where they were going with the other family... i thought they were taking us somewhere to get our money back! Ha! yeah right.

They took us to a private party that was winding down.  With VIP packages there are different kinds of packages. We walked into one with ... special guests... the dancers from the opening acts. BUT... we didn't know who they were till we saw them performing... at the concert!!

By this time i'm hoping to run into that family again that were told the same thing we were told... 5PM! Meet JUSTIN BIEBER!!   I wanna maybe discuss about suing someone's ASS!!!! Or getting my money back!!!  They seperated us i bet .. so we don't get together and raise hell!!

I would tell someone who buys VIP packages...  Get it in writing. They don't put that on your tickets or the e-mail they send. They want you to call the day before and ask. I'm talking about the Meet and Greet Event... have them e-mail it to you. Because we had no proof that someone over the phone told us... at 3pm... and when those other people showed up, same story, they panicked and seperated us.

I wish i got their names, but it doesn't matter, i'm not letting this shit slide.

But.... the concert was AWESOME. Here's a pic i personally took.

       

Friday, November 5, 2010

Loud music

I noticed the car wash had a new sign up. Nice one, big, star shaped. Friendly kinda with little fireworks drawn on it. In big letters NO LOUD MUSIC.

And i thought, shaking my head...Idiots have to be told, in a big ass sign too... to be courteous of others... in a public place, the car wash. It's fasinating to watch sometimes, looking at the head that holds 'oatmeal' in it instead of a brain.

There's places for loud music.  Clubs, concerts, ... I have a brain. My brain tells me maybe other people don't want to hear the music i am listening to, especially LOUD. First i certainly wouldn't even want to blast it at a car wash. I do like to hear my surroundings. Second.... *drum roll*.... my brain.... tells me, everybody at the car wash DON"T want to hear it. DUH!!  It CAN"T be any more simple than that!

And whoever designed that little graphic thingy i got from photobucket up there ^^^^^  your to old bullshit... well, your too stupid, because it's too... not to..... stupid.

I LOVE loud music but i'm not an asshole tormenting others to listen... even at home. Loser.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Mickey Mouse

Got to thinking about cartoons, yes, cartoons. Just thinking about how narcissistic they can be. Then i got curious... what, when was the first cartoon? I googled, and found 1928, Mickey Mouse. Tormenting animals.                                      BLEW MY MIND

Some sick individual had a vision in it's head, for a cartoon... for children. So it wrote a script, and another sicko drew it. This is what NARCISSISTS see in their heads and get amusement from. It is their ULTIMATE dream come true to see this in REAL LIFE. I'm DISGUSTED at this cartoon. CLASSIC MY ASS. UNFREAKINGFUCKINGBELIEVABLE.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Too close

Off three days from work, can't think of anything to bitch about off the top of my head. There are days i have tons to say... maybe i'm too relaxed.

I was thinking about Walmart. Couple days ago. Classic. In line. The person behind me. Sooo close you can litterally FEEL them breathing on your neck. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOUR STUPID HEAD??  BACK UP... A LITTLE?  WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU WANT TO BE THAT CLOSE TO ME??? NASTY WEIRDO WOMAN!!!!

Clingy gotdamn people... the line isn't gonna go faster with you right on my ass anyway. I can't STAND that!!!!             

Seriously, at that very same time, some IDIOT in the next 20 items or less aisle has a carraige with like 50 items getting checked out. The kid cashier was just steadily ringing him up. He was new. I never seen him before. He's young, he will learn.

Because one time long time ago an IDIOT in front of me in 20 items or less.... had way more, but the cashier didn't realize till she allready started to ring her up... told her " if i knew you had all this" and she pointed to the sign... "this is 20 items or less"

The IDIOT said "i didn't know" and i could swear the cashier told her "yes, you did"... i always remembered that because i said in my head "Good for you cashier!"

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Stinkin' Cowards

Been wanting to Blog about this for a while. Those fuckers that have a stick up their ass and take it out on others.... Stinkin' Cowards.

Or just stupid. Stupid because i see it as a bat gnawing on their necks and their gonna pick on the pigeon who's just walking around minding it's own business.

They call it Psychological Defense Mechanism. I call it Fuck you and needs to be put in it's place. Happens at any work place mostly. I heard offices a lot. The most saddening is when it is taken home and taken out on family. THOSE i wish would get an infection in their mouths and fall off their stupid faces.

It doesn't even make ANY sense to me. If someone pisses me off, or i get scolded at work... i'm not gonna take it out on my co-worker... or my kid at home. If  i'm not brave enough to confront my attacker, i'll silently curse them, wish they were dead or whatever.... I"M NOT GONNA TAKE IT OUT ON THE PERSON WHO HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH IT!!!!!!!

 Perfect example.... Some weeks ago... i get to work, weekend, couple waitresses allready there... we are fixin' to open in a few minutes.  I'm not even behind the counter yet, here she comes... "You need to fill these napkin holders" ... lifts one of them up.


Listen... i closed the night before... everything is spotless, everything is stocked. The napkin holder she is holding in her talons did have a few napkins but not 'stuffed' like all the others. I'm thinking does this stupid bitch check every napkin holder before i get here?

I've worked with this stupid bitch for years and we do get along... but... something was up her ass.  I look at her in amazement...'ok'.  There was allready one of the regular town locals sitting there and we are not officially open yet.  Are you seeing this?

She's either mad that he came in... he will sit in his truck like 15 minutes before we open... right there by the door, sometimes will knock on the door, wants to come in... he's like been coming in EVERY morning for 100 years, but doesn't talk a lot... OR something pissed her off in the kitchen, they're always at it.

SOOO... that dude that was sitting there whispers  'sheesus'.....shakes his head... I say " I know. i know... something pissed her off and she's taking it out on me" ... shaking my own head. Yeah, she heard me, so did the bakers. They laugh at her.

I'm prepared for her to say something back. I'm prepared for ... a fight. I"M SO FUCKIN' PISSED AT THIS POINT... stupid unmedicated bipolar bitch. She's embarrased. Says nothing. 
 
My advice to anyone is, if your confident you have done nothing wrong, don't let someone intimidate you, speak up accordingly... i'm still learning.

The day did go smoothly, we acted like nothing happened. Well, nothing did. But the whole day, in my head i kept saying you stupid bitch.

                    

 

Monday, November 1, 2010

Take the hint

I started this Blog mostly to relieve a little stress... mostly work related. Something has escalated a little at my job this past weekend.

A few Blogs down i vented about a customer i refered to as 'yakety-yak'.  Well, on one of my days off last week... 'yakety-yak' said the waitress was taking digs at him.  (Afternoon conversation)

Example he gave me.... 5:15 AM, she comes out of the kitchen. First, keep in mind this is a Coffee Shop... Donut Shop. We have two 'letter U' counters, with little stools to sit. Shit, i don't know square feet, but the room is about 60ft by25ft. Kitchen area... same, but of course separated by an open doorway and a giant glass window...So everyone can watch the Bakers early in the morning. The Shop is small.

Okay, she comes out of the kitchen, stands in that open doorway and makes a comment how early it is and in a roundabout way if he is having fun?   Something like that.

So he asks me...'what the hell is wrong with her'... Genuinely curious... 'what the hell is wrong with her'

I took a couple of deep breaths, clasped my hands, grasping for the right words. Voice in my head screaming 'TELL HIM'

I told him in the gentlest, kindest way... to 'please try to understand that she (yeah, i'm putting this on her, easier) ...gets up in the middle of the night to get here. She HAS to be here. She sees you, who has a little time and likes to chat, and she... has work to do...." i gesture i don't know with my hands, shrug my shoulders, give a sympathetic look.

In the name of God take the hint........and the other one sitting not to far from him who likes to come and go thru out the day... he heard me, giving me a fuck you look.

Hint not taken. He goes on how she should find a job she likes, like he has, he loves his job.....here we go....entire change of topic.

'Yackety-yak' is notorious for coming in the second we open. He will sit right there, 'best seat in the house' by the register, full view of the kitchen and just look. He's bored and wants to talk. And there are MANY like him that come in. 

I DO like my job, there are the customers who come in now and again, sit down, coffee, donut, we chat a couple minutes...they might look at the newspaper... couple refills coffee... and they go. 

I am not there to entertain the bored. Or be a companion to the lonely. Not there to fill that desperate NEED for attention.... conversation.

 ESPECIALLY when i'm doing a 13 hour shift. The sheer thoughtlessness of these people.
Our big money comes from the 'take-out' counter, not from the $1 coffee, sit for two hours and pester. Leave for an hour and COME BACK to sit for another couple hours.  BULL!!!   That DOES work a nerve.