07.08.02. Lilo And Stitch.
I had a lotta plans today. But. I didn't follow through. As soon as I woke up. I had to eat. And. Take a shower. Because. I was supposed to go to the bank. Then. I went to the bank. And. I saw Candi. With an I. And. I guess my hair is long again. Because. The teller lady. Asked to feel my spikes. Then. She joked. And. Said. She couldn't um. Do whatever it is I was supposed to do to my account. Because. My identification didn't check out. Then. Yeah. I went home. And. Then. To Jay's house. Tomorrow is my sisters' birthday. So. I took them to see Lilo. And. Stitch. The movie was. Alright. Richelle had me expecting something... Coo. But. It wasn't bad. There are worse Disney movies out there. And. Some haven't even come out yet... For example... The Country Bears. Anyway. Then. Jay came over. Just for a little. And. Yeah. We saw Comic Remix. And. Smallville. Then. I dropped him off. That's about it.
07.07.02. Derk Er Derk Er Derk. I'm A Super Jerk.
That should be the }I'm with stupid{ kinda shirt one of my customers shoulda been wearing today. Today. I can only complain about work. Let' see. Some guy got mad at me. Because. I was just upselling like. I'm told to do. And. He was all like. No. I want a medium. And. It's like. Jeez dude. It's not written in stone that you have to get that large. I was just suggesting it. Ya know. Running it by you. Let you consider it. And. Then. The Super Jerk hole... Alright. He comes through my line. And. Ask for relish for the hot dogs. So. I tell him. I can ask a manager to have someone put them out there. So. He's all like ok. Then. He decides. To order the hot dogs. So. I go and make them. And. While I make them. He yells to me to hurry up. Because. I was slow as molasses. And. It's because. I had to put on gloves. And. Make the hot dogs. I guess I missed out. On the magic movie theaters. Where everything is there. Just like that. Anyway. He yelled out. Boy hurry up. Because. I was as slow as molasses. Something stupid like that. And. According to this girl. Mel. She said. He ate the counter popcorn. And. The only other people who eat counter pop corn. Are little kids. And. Not just little kids. But. Little kids who can actually reach the popcorn. So. Once I finally got him his stuff. He goes to the condiment place. As. I'm ringing up my next customer. He starts yelling real loud. And. At one of our managers. And. Our manager just ignores him. Because. It's just one of those moron kinda complaints. Anyway. The guy keeps on talking. And. Finally a customer in another line. Gets sick of hearing his idiotic rambling. And. Tells him to shut the ell up. So. The Jerk. Asked who she was talking to. And. She was like. You. And. He was like. Blah blah blah. Derk er derk er der. I'm a jerk. And. Tells her to shut up. And. Calls her that word. You shouldn't call ladies. And. Oh yeah. The manager went to talk to that guy. And. That's about it. But. What a jerk. And. The customers that I was ringing up while this happened. Just told me not to worry about it. And. That I was doing a good job. And. That is good. Because. At least someone appreciates me. And. I guess. Maybe. I figured it out. The quantity of bad customers is decreasing. But. Their level of how bad they are. Seems to be increasing. But. Yeah. After that guy. That dirty bummy old looking guy. Every customer after him seemed much nicer. And. In fact. After that guy. No one seemed remotely jerky. But yeah. Why is it. People come in thinking they're better than the concession people. When. They really aren't. Because.. If they really were as important as they think they are... They would come correct. And. Not they way they act. If I had a choice. I wouldn't work there. But. If I really had a choice. I wouldn't work anywhere. But. Since. I messed up. And. Basically. This is one of the few options I have. I gotta suck it up. But. I'm still gonna complain about it. But. To anyone out there reading this. Infect truth. And. Please don't be a jerk hole. To people who work in similar environments. And. If the person you get does seem to be having an attitude with you. They probably just had to deal with a jerk hole before you. And. In the rare occasion you get someone who somehow manages to be. Extra happy. Bear with them. They're new. Let's see. I had to do a food run. And. The girl I did it for. Said. All I had to say was chalupa. No tomato. But. When I went through the drive-through. Turns out. That wasn't what I had to say. And. I probably made someone think I was one of those bad customers. Oops my bad. But. That wasn't my fault. So. That girl. She owes me. Big. Another thought. Sometimes. I hope. The managers above my mangers. The Cinemark masters. Like. I hope they hire people to go around. Being jerks at different Cinemarks. Ya know. To see how the employees handle the situation. And. I expect that to happen to me. Where. Someone is a super jerk. But. I stay calm. And. Collected. And. The next day. Having to have a manager meeting. Where they're all like. Alex. We'd like to speak to you concerning an incident that happened yesterday. As part of a test to see if I'm gonna talk bad about the customer. And. Right after the meeting. Like. I pass. And. I get a raise. And. A bonus. And. A promotion. And. Yeah. And. Outside the door. Comes the mean customer. But. They're really the Cinemark master. And. He's all like. Or. She's all like. The way you handle that situation was exemplary. And. More Cinemark employees should learn from your example. And. So forth. And. So on. And. Yeah. Now that's what I'm talking about. But. That's as realistic. As. My DBZ day dreams. 1298. 111 Cups.
07.06.02. Pepsi Blue.
Pepsi Blue. Is that like... Vanilla Coke?
I forgot to mention two things yesterday. One. I saw Uncle Pete. If you don't know who Uncle Pete is... Let's just say. He used to be my ally. But. Then. He had to side with Jared. Like he really was better at foosball... Anyway. Or. If not that. You may remember him. As the guy who catches food in his moufh. And. Now that I've said that. I wonder if he threw up all his popcorn. And. Caught it in his moufh. Well. Not throw up as in vomited. But. Tossed. Uncle Pete called me useless. I wonder if that means something in another language. That's not English. And. Yesterday. Jay was mad. Because. My shirt was fitted. And. His was loose. And. These shirts are tight Mr. Deeds shirts. Anyway. I reasoned. Since. I was buffer. That was why mine appeared to fit. Like it was Abercrombie. Or something. And. Ok. Wait. More than two things. Also. Mel. She said. Jay gave off the vibe. Even though. Accordning to Jay. It takes me half an hour. To get }all Alex-ified.{ What else... And. Now. The colorful part. Some kids. Or something. They were there. Or something. I didn't see everything. But. I did see Police. Mr. T. }Our manager.{ Some kids. Hand cuffs. And. A choke hold. Oh yeah. And. A lotta people standing around on their cellies. And. I just kept ringing up on my register like nothing was happening. Because. That's the calm collected guy I am. }Despite what Richelle says.{ Hmm... This MTV dream seems harder. And. Harder to attain. How am I gonna do this. Um. Let's see. Did I mention one of my managers looks like Tony Hawk? Especially. When he rocked his tight Mr. Deed's Pizza shirt? Well. He did. Oh yeah. People are really picky... Like. We make an exception. And. Have the registers open than we have to. Like. We're obviously closing. And. They expect us to have everything ready for them. As if it was a peak time. Seriously... To any one I've ever made mad in their concession esque careers. Oops my bad.
