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Apr. 10th, 2010 08:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
darkdragonoftheneverYeah...I've been meaning to post about a lot of things over the past two weeks or so...but somehow never got around to it. I blame the rut I was in, but I should be out of it now. Hot weather does that to me. :\ Enjoy the cuts.
Okay, so two weekends ago now (look how late I'm posting this!!) there was this guy who parked in the parking lot. Now, working midnights, this happens a lot, especially with the drug deals that go on, people who are digging for their money, and those who are trying to decide what they want before they pull into the drive-thru. Okay, whatever. Now this is important: he was there for 45 minutes with no one bothering him and about 3 cops had already been through that morning for breakfast. All of this went down about 4-4:30 ish. I don't remember the exact time. ANYWAY, so I'm thinking since the cops that already came through, that the guy fell asleep in his car. Okay, that's better than him falling asleep in his car while in the line. It's always a bitch to try to wake them up and get the line moving again.
So, myself and my crew are busting our asses because of course, what's a Sunday morning without getting raped up the ass with the pointy end of a rake, when I take a look out the double doors that face the parking lot to check on the guy, that there's now a police officer checking out the car. I'm thinking that they were just concerned and that nothing was going to go on except the officer would tap on the window, the guy would wake up, and everyone would go their merry way. I don't know when, but I look out the window again a few minutes later and there were three cop cars surrounding the guy. (Effectively blocking the drive-thru. My crew were happy for the break.) Okay, so he's drunk, that is very evident as he is now out of the car and doing the 'walk the line' thing. Then a taxi pulls up, good, the guy's going to end up going home with nothing more than a bruised ego and an empty wallet. Not bad for passing out in a McDonald's parking lot.
The next thing I know, I hear sirens and two EMUs speeding down Fort, and turning into my drive-thru. The whole time, I'm wishing that I'm able to unlock the doors and go outside to see wtf was going on, but that's a safety violation and it could mean my job. The EMUs end up just passing through, which I take as a good thing, as it means that i won't have to file any sort of report. One of the officers comes around to the window (on the other side of the building) and informs us that the guy is getting a ride home in the taxi and will be back later to pick up his car. Of course, the morning manager comes in in the middle of all this and asks me what's going on. I was so, so happy this happened on the weekend, because she didn't press for answers like the weekday manager would.
Work work work
Oh work, how I hate thee. So, there's drama galore because of a religious fight between brothers, which has been making this past week...interesting. It feels like I've been walking on egg shells the entire time because I don't want to get in the middle of this. Although I will say this: I am proud to be a Baptist and not a Jehovah's Witness.
Otherwise, we've been getting busier and busier, which isn't surprising, but I've been getting the people to help my crew out so I at least have that. But what's really been pissing me off is the fact that our trucks have been late. Every single time we get it. We're supposed to get it at 5:30 in the morning, since as a midnight manager, I'm supposed to count it and make sure that everything gets there and we are not shorted out something nor given too much, as that creates problems down the line. Well, truck didn't show up until 8 last week, and I went home at 7:40 because I was tired of waiting. So, here's hoping that they got their act together, because truthfully, I think this is a whole load of bullshit. It's bad enough I'm waiting around for them, but when I get tired of waiting, that leaves the morning manager to count and run shift at the same time, which is damn near impossible.
That's mostly the ranty part. Oh, and my new midnight person called off for tonight. Which means she misses out on a day of training. Joy.
OMFG I'm so happy otherwise. Because my tablet came in the mail today!! I even drew a pretty picture!
So....I'm off to play with it some more... Because I am an art geek who has a new toy. :P
Edit: Because somehow I forgot, here's a picture of my niece! Her name is Lilly Star Raein and she's just adorable!
Peace,
oh happy day psycho
Okay, so two weekends ago now (look how late I'm posting this!!) there was this guy who parked in the parking lot. Now, working midnights, this happens a lot, especially with the drug deals that go on, people who are digging for their money, and those who are trying to decide what they want before they pull into the drive-thru. Okay, whatever. Now this is important: he was there for 45 minutes with no one bothering him and about 3 cops had already been through that morning for breakfast. All of this went down about 4-4:30 ish. I don't remember the exact time. ANYWAY, so I'm thinking since the cops that already came through, that the guy fell asleep in his car. Okay, that's better than him falling asleep in his car while in the line. It's always a bitch to try to wake them up and get the line moving again.
So, myself and my crew are busting our asses because of course, what's a Sunday morning without getting raped up the ass with the pointy end of a rake, when I take a look out the double doors that face the parking lot to check on the guy, that there's now a police officer checking out the car. I'm thinking that they were just concerned and that nothing was going to go on except the officer would tap on the window, the guy would wake up, and everyone would go their merry way. I don't know when, but I look out the window again a few minutes later and there were three cop cars surrounding the guy. (Effectively blocking the drive-thru. My crew were happy for the break.) Okay, so he's drunk, that is very evident as he is now out of the car and doing the 'walk the line' thing. Then a taxi pulls up, good, the guy's going to end up going home with nothing more than a bruised ego and an empty wallet. Not bad for passing out in a McDonald's parking lot.
The next thing I know, I hear sirens and two EMUs speeding down Fort, and turning into my drive-thru. The whole time, I'm wishing that I'm able to unlock the doors and go outside to see wtf was going on, but that's a safety violation and it could mean my job. The EMUs end up just passing through, which I take as a good thing, as it means that i won't have to file any sort of report. One of the officers comes around to the window (on the other side of the building) and informs us that the guy is getting a ride home in the taxi and will be back later to pick up his car. Of course, the morning manager comes in in the middle of all this and asks me what's going on. I was so, so happy this happened on the weekend, because she didn't press for answers like the weekday manager would.
Work work work
Oh work, how I hate thee. So, there's drama galore because of a religious fight between brothers, which has been making this past week...interesting. It feels like I've been walking on egg shells the entire time because I don't want to get in the middle of this. Although I will say this: I am proud to be a Baptist and not a Jehovah's Witness.
Otherwise, we've been getting busier and busier, which isn't surprising, but I've been getting the people to help my crew out so I at least have that. But what's really been pissing me off is the fact that our trucks have been late. Every single time we get it. We're supposed to get it at 5:30 in the morning, since as a midnight manager, I'm supposed to count it and make sure that everything gets there and we are not shorted out something nor given too much, as that creates problems down the line. Well, truck didn't show up until 8 last week, and I went home at 7:40 because I was tired of waiting. So, here's hoping that they got their act together, because truthfully, I think this is a whole load of bullshit. It's bad enough I'm waiting around for them, but when I get tired of waiting, that leaves the morning manager to count and run shift at the same time, which is damn near impossible.
That's mostly the ranty part. Oh, and my new midnight person called off for tonight. Which means she misses out on a day of training. Joy.
OMFG I'm so happy otherwise. Because my tablet came in the mail today!! I even drew a pretty picture!
So....I'm off to play with it some more... Because I am an art geek who has a new toy. :P
Edit: Because somehow I forgot, here's a picture of my niece! Her name is Lilly Star Raein and she's just adorable!
Peace,
oh happy day psycho
