Ok i like kids. I love them. I wanna be Angelina Jolie (with out Brad Pitt, the insanity and flying all over the world thing). I want like 4 kids one day. But today... god today i just wanted to take a plastic knife, flay my gut like a fish and tie those suckers off so that nothing like that could ever come out of me.
Now asides from the usual kids (with a parent or a grandparent, behavedish) and teens these ones came in... they are some who are why im (on occassion) questioning the need to reproductive organs
Hi, Its Call Ritalin
I had this kid come in today who i think missed a dose of something, or stole from his moms stash, or something because man was he hyper. Side note I don't know why parents just give there kids a few bucks and send them to fast food joints during the summer...
HK- Hyper Kid
Me-
Me- *talking to a lady at my till taking notice of a kid all but hopping in place staring at me like im an alien, trys to concentrate and take this lady's order*
The lady says five words and then
HK- Hey how much is french toast
Me- *glares at the kid points to the lady and goes back to taking her order*
Me- *finishes the order* 1.83
HK- 1.83? for french toast? MAN!
The kid then runs away. I have no idea what hes doing but he stops to talk to a woman. He then runs around the lobby, and touches everyone. I don't mean like he was playing tag or something. He would stop lean against them, or hug them or grab their arm or legs. I can see some annoyance in some of my customers eyes, but most are laughing. Im trying to figure out if i can kick him out just for hugging the customers.... I finish a order and before the next person can move forward here HK. Im mad at him.
HK- *thrusts a bill and come change into my face* here
Me- Ok...
Rings him up.
Guy behind him- Think he missed his morning dose of Ritalin (stop the laughing must not laugh)
-LATER- his frnech toast is done. I call his number and hand over a tray witht he french taost and a cup of syrup. Hes still hyper.
HK- I need two syrups.
Me- *hands him another* (thinking- ewww ones enough)
HK- No i need two MORE
Me- (Thinking- ohhhhh hell no. Ones more than enough, two your soaking them in it, three your drinking it and throwing it around the lobby) No i can only give you two.
HK- Ok *runs away*
Guy behind him- Ok wow... im happy im leaving
RUB IT IN MY FACE WHY DON'T YOU!!!!!
Im sorry I cant give you something you didn't ask for
Two teens (im calling them teens because they are kissing and groaping like their is no tomorrow- so not older than teens) come in.
TG- Tramaticly dumb girl
TB- Stupid boy friend
Me-
Me- Hi, how can i help you today.
TG- yeah... I want... two number 8s. But only one with a drink.
Me- Two number 8s. One no drink. Right?
TG- Yeah, i only need one drink.
Me- *Rings it up* Two number 8s, only one drink (its a weird order... i triple check weird orders) anything else.
TG- Yeah...Uh Jalapeno Poppers
Me- How many?
TG- seven? seven
Me- ok..... two number 8s, only one drink, 7 popper... is that all?
TG- Yeah.
Me- (the usual end of transation speal)
Its busy, Im grab orders together. I finish their order hand it out. I run in the back and grab a salad for the order right after theirs. I come back and they look mad and are talking to my co worker.
Me- Whats the matter?
TB- Wheres our number 11.
Me- Im sorry what?
TG- We ordered a number 11.
Me- (already had to give a free drink today because some guy bitched at me because HE forgot to grab his drink when i got it for him, and someone else took it) No you didn't
TG- Yeah we did.
Me- No you didn't. You said 'two number 8s, only one drink'. I triple checked. You never said a number 11.
TB- Yeah we did.
Me- Sir, I happen to have a pretty good memory. I triple checked. Are you saying you ment one of your combos to be an 11 (i don't know how i can mistake those two for each other but its the only one ill except to fix their order).
TG- No we wanted the number 8s AND a number 11.
Me- Well then you forgot it. I can ring it up right now for you. *rings up the combo 11 real quick* It'll be $x.xx more.
TG- *whispers to her boyfriend* You know what forget it.
Look im sorry if your order is wrong, but i can't ring you up for soemthing you didn't think to ask for when you ordered. I could lose my job if i did that. I triple checked your order. Iasked you repeatedly to confirm your order. You had plenty of time to review yout reciete. You dropped the ball and it isnt my fault.
SIGH....
Please tell there are young people out there who aren't annoying.
Now asides from the usual kids (with a parent or a grandparent, behavedish) and teens these ones came in... they are some who are why im (on occassion) questioning the need to reproductive organs
Hi, Its Call Ritalin
I had this kid come in today who i think missed a dose of something, or stole from his moms stash, or something because man was he hyper. Side note I don't know why parents just give there kids a few bucks and send them to fast food joints during the summer...
HK- Hyper Kid
Me-
Me- *talking to a lady at my till taking notice of a kid all but hopping in place staring at me like im an alien, trys to concentrate and take this lady's order*
The lady says five words and then
HK- Hey how much is french toast
Me- *glares at the kid points to the lady and goes back to taking her order*
Me- *finishes the order* 1.83
HK- 1.83? for french toast? MAN!
The kid then runs away. I have no idea what hes doing but he stops to talk to a woman. He then runs around the lobby, and touches everyone. I don't mean like he was playing tag or something. He would stop lean against them, or hug them or grab their arm or legs. I can see some annoyance in some of my customers eyes, but most are laughing. Im trying to figure out if i can kick him out just for hugging the customers.... I finish a order and before the next person can move forward here HK. Im mad at him.
HK- *thrusts a bill and come change into my face* here
Me- Ok...
Rings him up.
Guy behind him- Think he missed his morning dose of Ritalin (stop the laughing must not laugh)
-LATER- his frnech toast is done. I call his number and hand over a tray witht he french taost and a cup of syrup. Hes still hyper.
HK- I need two syrups.
Me- *hands him another* (thinking- ewww ones enough)
HK- No i need two MORE
Me- (Thinking- ohhhhh hell no. Ones more than enough, two your soaking them in it, three your drinking it and throwing it around the lobby) No i can only give you two.
HK- Ok *runs away*
Guy behind him- Ok wow... im happy im leaving
RUB IT IN MY FACE WHY DON'T YOU!!!!!
Im sorry I cant give you something you didn't ask for
Two teens (im calling them teens because they are kissing and groaping like their is no tomorrow- so not older than teens) come in.
TG- Tramaticly dumb girl
TB- Stupid boy friend
Me-
Me- Hi, how can i help you today.
TG- yeah... I want... two number 8s. But only one with a drink.
Me- Two number 8s. One no drink. Right?
TG- Yeah, i only need one drink.
Me- *Rings it up* Two number 8s, only one drink (its a weird order... i triple check weird orders) anything else.
TG- Yeah...Uh Jalapeno Poppers
Me- How many?
TG- seven? seven
Me- ok..... two number 8s, only one drink, 7 popper... is that all?
TG- Yeah.
Me- (the usual end of transation speal)
Its busy, Im grab orders together. I finish their order hand it out. I run in the back and grab a salad for the order right after theirs. I come back and they look mad and are talking to my co worker.
Me- Whats the matter?
TB- Wheres our number 11.
Me- Im sorry what?
TG- We ordered a number 11.
Me- (already had to give a free drink today because some guy bitched at me because HE forgot to grab his drink when i got it for him, and someone else took it) No you didn't
TG- Yeah we did.
Me- No you didn't. You said 'two number 8s, only one drink'. I triple checked. You never said a number 11.
TB- Yeah we did.
Me- Sir, I happen to have a pretty good memory. I triple checked. Are you saying you ment one of your combos to be an 11 (i don't know how i can mistake those two for each other but its the only one ill except to fix their order).
TG- No we wanted the number 8s AND a number 11.
Me- Well then you forgot it. I can ring it up right now for you. *rings up the combo 11 real quick* It'll be $x.xx more.
TG- *whispers to her boyfriend* You know what forget it.
Look im sorry if your order is wrong, but i can't ring you up for soemthing you didn't think to ask for when you ordered. I could lose my job if i did that. I triple checked your order. Iasked you repeatedly to confirm your order. You had plenty of time to review yout reciete. You dropped the ball and it isnt my fault.
SIGH....
Please tell there are young people out there who aren't annoying.
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