Alright, people, it's fine for everyone in your group to pay separately because they have their own money. But it's not fine for 6 people to all push a 20 dollar bill on me and then get mad once I (predictably) run out of change. This situation is compounded further when you are alone, pay with a 20 dollar bill for a 1 dollar game, agree to pay again, pay with another 20, agree to play a third time, and pay with a third 20. I wish that stabbing you in the throat with my ID card wasn't illegal.
In addition, I do not speak Spanish. Not well, I mean. Do not come up to me, have me say hi, and then look at me all blank-eyed like you have no clue what I'm saying. I have nothing against those that speak other languages, and we do have a lot of people on the closing shift who are knowledgeable in Spanish, but I am not. Also, when you come up to my game, but 50 cents on the table and just give me the deer in the headlights person, I'm just thankful that "Necesitas tres dolares" is enough.
I wish I could give a nice, big, hearty belly laugh when you threaten to tell my manager that I'm not willing to do something that would get me fired. Yeah, like R or M or P are going to yell at me for not giving you a free game. Good fucking luck with that.
Protip: The middle of a crowded midway on a 35000-person day is not exactly the best venue to race one another on who can touch the crane game back to the park bench. Nor is it the best venue for a pickup game of baseball. Nor a fistfight.
That is all. For now.
In addition, I do not speak Spanish. Not well, I mean. Do not come up to me, have me say hi, and then look at me all blank-eyed like you have no clue what I'm saying. I have nothing against those that speak other languages, and we do have a lot of people on the closing shift who are knowledgeable in Spanish, but I am not. Also, when you come up to my game, but 50 cents on the table and just give me the deer in the headlights person, I'm just thankful that "Necesitas tres dolares" is enough.
I wish I could give a nice, big, hearty belly laugh when you threaten to tell my manager that I'm not willing to do something that would get me fired. Yeah, like R or M or P are going to yell at me for not giving you a free game. Good fucking luck with that.
Protip: The middle of a crowded midway on a 35000-person day is not exactly the best venue to race one another on who can touch the crane game back to the park bench. Nor is it the best venue for a pickup game of baseball. Nor a fistfight.
That is all. For now.
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