
Originally Posted by
Drageuth
Just got home from work.
I hate my coworkers.
And my supervisor.
Apparently it is my fault that the plano wasn't done for the smoked meat wall, and the fact that the plano is for a smoked meat wall size that is smaller than what we have means nothing. So now I have to change my shift for tomorrow and start two hours early, and spend my entire day completely reorganizing the smoked meat wall, and ten bucks says when my boss comes back from his training, he's going to look at the wall and say, "What the fuck did you do that for?"
And then I will cry, and shoot myself.
But goddamn this ice cream is good.