Don't people ever get sick of barking orders?
No, seriously. Isn't it exhausting, being an asshole all the time? I'd like to think so, because I almost 'accidentally' dropped a scolding cup of coffee on someone's lap today for being unnecessarily rude. Why can't people wait 5 minutes for something to be done? I'm sorry, but my day does not revolve around making sure your brat of a daughter's birthday cake is ready before every other order we have.
I was tempted to spit on the frosting. Not gonna lie.
If only I had the balls to do something like that. I'd feel way too guilty about it all day...only because I'd be thinking about the poor, innocent little kid who got that piece of cake. Damn my conscience for being so loud sometimes.
Anyway.
At least my entire week wasn't all too bad. I had a pretty interesting conversation with a costumer about pot cookies a few days ago, so that was fun. At least he wasn't a total jerk.
