OK, yesterday I went a little mushy about my Jumbo. Or at least I'd consider it mushy...mushier than my regular self. Just wanted to clear the air though, I didn't say those nice things because he reads these thing...or did I?lmao No just kidding.
Anyway, it's hump day. Just curious as to how many people thought hump day was something totally different and was confused as to why everyone was so excited about humping for all the world to know. Who plans to hump anyway? And then I realized...oooh it happens every Wednesday. Scheduled...humpage? No...this cant be it. Because at some point I noticed that even some of my dearest relatives were ecstatic about Hump Day and I'm just over here, Facebook trolling at work like "Yooo!What the hell is this world coming to??" Until finally one day I sacrificed my dignity as an online addict and just asked some damn body (my mother) what hump day was...now I get it. and I'm kind of humored by what I thought it was because I've never been the type to keep a dirty mind handy lmao but I said all of that to say Happy Mid-Week!!
(Yes, I subconsciously still think of hump day as a nasty day so I don't use the term too frequently)
What's everyone doing on Hump Day? Ok, sorry..I'm done now.
I've been trying very hard to update my resume but I can't seem to finish it. Only because technically, this is my first full-time job and I'm scared to lose it or to meet and greet a whole new crew. After my year+ of getting to know who's who at this plae and how to deal with each of them, as traumatic as that shit may have been, I really don't want to meet new people. So I'm trying to destroy the office so that everyone here will want a new job. Then maybe we'll all apply to the same place and end up at the same "new job". Yes! That's what I want... New job, old people. Well not OLD but same people.
Then I thought about it and that would only work if I was the boss because I don't care what you think, I will most definitely be the type of boss that no one ever sees in this bitch. Yes, I said it and you best believe I meant it. If I'm the manager in McDonalds, a bank, a hairstore, Winn Dixie, a call center, or wherever, don't bring your complaining ass to my staff asking for ME, the manager. I will have already informed my staff to give any irrate customer a free oatmeal raisin cookie, a mini fry, free doughnut, free dollar, free mm length piece of Yaki track, (or whatever item is considered of value at whichever location is in question) and an "I'm sorry (ma'am/sir)" because I'm convinced there is always slight untruth in all customer dissatisfaction, and in the end, the customer's shitty day prior to entering whatever establishment I'll be running has NOTHING to do with the HBIC (me in this example). Now that right there? Thats going on the resume...I think that's true boss mentality. Or that's what the hell it seems like in most places where I find myself to be the irrate customer who refuses some free shit but secretly gets more irrate only to recieve more free shit not only THIS time but everytime after that when I come to their establishment for services lol that was a long sentence but read it a few times, I think it might make sense.
Anyway, it's hump day. Just curious as to how many people thought hump day was something totally different and was confused as to why everyone was so excited about humping for all the world to know. Who plans to hump anyway? And then I realized...oooh it happens every Wednesday. Scheduled...humpage? No...this cant be it. Because at some point I noticed that even some of my dearest relatives were ecstatic about Hump Day and I'm just over here, Facebook trolling at work like "Yooo!What the hell is this world coming to??" Until finally one day I sacrificed my dignity as an online addict and just asked some damn body (my mother) what hump day was...now I get it. and I'm kind of humored by what I thought it was because I've never been the type to keep a dirty mind handy lmao but I said all of that to say Happy Mid-Week!!
(Yes, I subconsciously still think of hump day as a nasty day so I don't use the term too frequently)
What's everyone doing on Hump Day? Ok, sorry..I'm done now.
I've been trying very hard to update my resume but I can't seem to finish it. Only because technically, this is my first full-time job and I'm scared to lose it or to meet and greet a whole new crew. After my year+ of getting to know who's who at this plae and how to deal with each of them, as traumatic as that shit may have been, I really don't want to meet new people. So I'm trying to destroy the office so that everyone here will want a new job. Then maybe we'll all apply to the same place and end up at the same "new job". Yes! That's what I want... New job, old people. Well not OLD but same people.
Then I thought about it and that would only work if I was the boss because I don't care what you think, I will most definitely be the type of boss that no one ever sees in this bitch. Yes, I said it and you best believe I meant it. If I'm the manager in McDonalds, a bank, a hairstore, Winn Dixie, a call center, or wherever, don't bring your complaining ass to my staff asking for ME, the manager. I will have already informed my staff to give any irrate customer a free oatmeal raisin cookie, a mini fry, free doughnut, free dollar, free mm length piece of Yaki track, (or whatever item is considered of value at whichever location is in question) and an "I'm sorry (ma'am/sir)" because I'm convinced there is always slight untruth in all customer dissatisfaction, and in the end, the customer's shitty day prior to entering whatever establishment I'll be running has NOTHING to do with the HBIC (me in this example). Now that right there? Thats going on the resume...I think that's true boss mentality. Or that's what the hell it seems like in most places where I find myself to be the irrate customer who refuses some free shit but secretly gets more irrate only to recieve more free shit not only THIS time but everytime after that when I come to their establishment for services lol that was a long sentence but read it a few times, I think it might make sense.
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