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  • Eight Straight Days of Working (to the tune of 12 days of Christmas)

    Today was the eighth day in a row I worked. It's been a shitty week, so it was either make a parody of the suck, or cry. This was more fun than bawling my eyes out or passing out, sooo... Enjoy.

    On the first day of working, my life brought unto me:
    Some chick who got really bitchy!

    On the second day of working, my life brought unto me:
    Two broken wines,
    And some chick who got really bitchy!

    On the third day of working, my life brought unto me:
    Three customer complaints,
    Two broken wines,
    And some chick who got really bitchy!

    On the forth day of working, my life brought unto me:
    Four hours of test scanning,
    Three customer complaints,
    Two broken wines,
    And some chick who got really bitchy!

    On the fifth day of working, my work brought unto me:
    FIVE SCREAMING KIDS!
    Four hours of test scanning,
    Three customer complaints,
    Two broken wines,
    And some chick who got really bitchy!

    On the sixth day of working, my work brought unto me:
    Six pissy coworkers,
    FIVE SCREAMING KIDS!
    Four hours of test scanning,
    Three customer complaints,
    Two broken wines,
    And some chick who got really bitchy!

    On the seventh day of working, my work brought unto me:
    Seven hours making signs,
    Six pissy coworkers,
    FIVE SCREAMING KIDS!
    Four hours of test scanning,
    Three customer complaints,
    Two broken wines,
    And some chick who got really bitchy!

    On the eighth day of working, my LIFE brought unto me:
    A car that can't be stickered
    Seven hours making signs,
    Six pissy coworkers,
    FIVE SCREAMING KIDS!
    Four hours of test scanning,
    Three customer complaints,
    Two broken wines,
    And some chick who got really bitchy!
    I have CDO. It's kinda like OCD, but the letters are where they should be!

    After Tuesday, even the calendar goes W T F...

  • #2
    Sorry it's so bad, but FIVE SCREAMING KIDS! is making me . And I can relate. :/
    "Is it hot in here to you? It's very warm, isn't it?"--Nero, probably

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    • #3
      The five screaming kids was my favorite part after the part where my friends and I agreed that once I replace my barely above door stop status car, it will be pummeled with sledge hammers since it's worth jack shit.

      And yesterday was almost 9 1/2 hours of nothing but sour looks and bitchy people. I had one woman get pissed about me trying to put a bag of chips on top of her eggs
      I have CDO. It's kinda like OCD, but the letters are where they should be!

      After Tuesday, even the calendar goes W T F...

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      • #4
        Kind of reminds me of that song "The 12 Pains of Christmas." That has to be one of my favorite holiday songs.
        The Borg wouldn't know fun if they assimilated an amusement park. -- B'Elanna Torres, Star Trek: Voyager

        Math! Math, my dear boy, is but the lesbian sister of Biology. -- Peter Griffin, Family Guy

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        • #5
          Oh, I love that song. "She's a witch, I hate her." The woman who complains about facing her mother-in-law.
          Customers should always be served . . . to the nearest great white.

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          • #6
            My favorite part of that song is when the guys snarks "All right, then YOU put up the lights!!"

            'cause I'm kinda anal about getting the lights just right on the tree.

            When you start at zero, everything's progress.

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            • #7
              Ironically (or not) I had five screaming kids today too. One of whom escaped from her mother just to give me an encore after they left.
              Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read. -Groucho Marx

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