So back story. I have a job again! yay money! After being unemployed since january this pleases me. I work at the Queen of Milk Products. Sad yes, but its a job.
I have discovered on day one that apparently it is a good idea to mumble your order in some foreign language known as 'gangsta' and make references to the poster that the person taking your order (me) can not see. Then this ritual involves complaining to that person's co-worker that the person who took your order must be deaf and a moron since you clearly ordered a strawberry large thingy instead of a plain oreo large thingy.
optional ending: demand refund, get owned by co-worker for being a unintelligible dumbass.
I have discovered on day one that apparently it is a good idea to mumble your order in some foreign language known as 'gangsta' and make references to the poster that the person taking your order (me) can not see. Then this ritual involves complaining to that person's co-worker that the person who took your order must be deaf and a moron since you clearly ordered a strawberry large thingy instead of a plain oreo large thingy.
optional ending: demand refund, get owned by co-worker for being a unintelligible dumbass.
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