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9/13/08

i am debating quitting...

No. I was not aware that I have been walking about, in public, with coffee spilled all over my shirt, specifically, the part of my shirt covering my right boob. Thank you for asking, and, well, bringing it to my attention.



When do we close? Well, fifteen minutes ago, but by all means, after I tell you this please continue to sit and chat for ten more minutes. Tip? Who tips anymore anyways...go on, please finish your conversation. I have nothing better to do then wait for you to leave so I can finish utilizing my college degree to mop the floor.



Yes, please, cafe manager, allow your sister to leave right before clean-up. She totally deserves it. She also deserves to have you rig the tips in her favor. I'll just stay late to clean up her mess. No. Big. Deal.


Yes, store manager, store customers, and store suppliers of coffee, I do, in fact, HATE YOU ALL.


Loves and kisses,

MCB.

13 comments:

Whitney R said...

haha. I'm lurking off Mormon Mommy Blogs. I love your letter. I used to waitress. Actually did it for 5 years. I understand.

Jen said...

Okay, as a past waitress (who hates waitressing) and who worked at seven different restaurants, all I can say is it's all about the management. Sounds like your restaurant sucks. Ever try mexican? Easiest job in the world! Only one I actually liked. No salad, no soup, no sides, just "would you like #13 w/pork, chicken, or beef? Flour or corn tortillas?" 7 minute ticket times, and every one drinks, i.e. way better tips. Good luck with that one:)

Lisa Louise said...

don't quit, money is good! or maybe yes quit and go work somewhere better??

Nik "the BoyWonder" said...

wait boob....where?

Lena said...

Haha, I am so sorry MCB. I would tell you to come work with me, but you would actually have to come in regularly, and I know you dont like that. You should try the mexican thing. Do you speak Spanish...

Sue said...

Working retail SUCKS.

Sue said...

Uh, I didn't mean retail. Sleep deprivation is kicking in. You know what I meant. Hopefully.

Andrew and Tracy said...

Oh steph! I'm sorry! It sounds like you had one of those days. Well if you decide to quit I'll back you up. Life is to short to go to a job you hate everyday, at least that's what I've decided. :) But money is good too!?

Millionaire Mommy said...

You should totally just do an MLM. I just learned you can make millions in only 1 year! Wouldn't passing out DVD's to total strangers be totally better than having a secure job?

Mrs. Clark said...

Hey, look. At least you won't be there forever. The manager's sister will! Bet she's not in grad school.

Kimbooly said...

Where to start. First things first.

1. I am quite the blog hopper/stalker (does that make us bffs*?). I actually lurked on your blog months ago by chance, and returned again by chance today.

*Even saying "bff" makes me cringe, almost as much as "I heart you."

2. I am also ADD (as is one of my children) and bristle when people mis-(enter your verb here, just about any will do)-- misuse, misidentify, mistake, misunderstand, mislabel, miss the point.... My favorite ADD blog was you telling a kid you have ADD too, and him desisting in using it as an excuse.

3. I read ALL your blogs today. Really. See #2. Can we say, "hyperfocus"?

4. I appreciate a lot of your blogs about human dignity and the mark of true christianity. I think politics should be chosen by family litmus tests, not by moving (as in emotionally-charged) platforms that can't even be altered. Thank you for your comments about Dumbledore who I still respect for the mentoring figure he was, and for the many things he taught. Thank you also for your strong but very correct comments about same-sex attraction and worthiness. I was thinking about the SAME Holland article and then, boom, you referenced it. Love the Ensign. We can love the gospel without being sheep. I often call it intelligent faith, not blind faith, and church leaders constantly plead with us to employ the former, as do the scriptures!

6. Random petty OCD comment that you probably already know by now since you wrote these posts months ago--don't spell "losing" or "lose" with two "O"s (i.e. loosing or loose when you mean the word lose, as in, "He's a loser"). It ruins your brilliant credibility.
7. I'm still just dying to know your most embarrasing/awkward moment that you --helllllooo--nver revealed because of *one* person's reaction (granted, it was a pretty bad reaction). The first one you spoke of, you never even told the context in which you used "condom" that got grandma Margie glaring at you with The Look. I know it was just the word itself, but I wanted background on what you were saying, or what led in to you saying it when you already knew grandma Margie might write you out of the will. Oh, random question, is it Margie that's on a mission now who's home you're inhabiting, or is that another grandma?

8. The whole baby issue; it's not just related to mormons! Even all my SoCal non-mormon religious or non-religious neighbors and/or community well-meaning people are ALWAYS asking! It's this unwritten law that if you're married, you could at any moment produce progeny. And I have three children! Yesterday I acted like I didn't understand when I was irritated with a neighbor asking such a personal question, if I'm pregnant or if we're trying again for #4, so she clarified. I was hoping she'd drop it. Sigh. It's the curse of married-dom. You seriously can't say "guess what?" unless you want people to guess you're pregnant.

10. I saved the best for last; most people won't have read on this long except maybe you out of sheer curiosity or procrastination of gradwork: I think you are the clever, witty blog-queen of SeriouslySoBlessed (you always wanted to be blog-queen and love making fun of cookie-cutter newlywed blogs). If you're not, bask in the compliment. If you are, continue to deny it profusely and have a diet coke (just kidding, I know you're trying to quit!). I won't tell. Oh wait, I just did.
11. Ok, now you can come make unsolicited comments on my blog, too. Just be aware I'm not nearly as clever, and look like a pretty conservative little mormon mommy. Though I often speak out for independent thought and individuality, in the end my personal decisions often end up being pretty run-of-the-mill. But I came to those conclusions, I did not borrow them!

adorned with life said...

Aww. I hope you find a better job soon. :-( You can come clean my house. Far less enjoyable work but I'm VERY appreciative. That's the only job I'm offering right now unless you're a masseuse. And you have to be willing to move to Canada.

Sarah holman said...

oh the joys of the food business! I can't tell you how many times while I was working at Jamba Juice, did I have to tell people we were closed and then take their orders anyways. I often got mean looks when they would try to open the door but it was locked, the open sign turned off, and the lights out. come on!