So who wants to know about my day?

At work today I:

was yelled at by a lady who claimed that there was no difference between a small and medium size drink cup, therefore me thinking when she said she wanted a medium-small drink and I gave her a small, she was furious for not receiving a medium, because even though she can clearly see the two different sizes, apparently the small does not exist.

was fixing a chocolate ice cream cone for a customer when the machine hiccup-sneezed all over my bright green shirt. Brown and green will never be a fashion "must-do" I'm sorry to say.

walked in on a conversation about toliets. Once I heard the words, "urinal cake," "over-spray," and "uh-oh" I almost threw up.

was urged by the head cook to try his special salad. When I say "urged" I really mean "dared" because he is a prankster. His special salad is Cucumbers, Tomatoes, and hot sauce. Did I mention he's Mexican? I couldn't turn down a dare and am still suffering from it.

made myself some french fries, but the bag slipped and I ended up making three batches instead of one. The head cook really appreciated that I gave free french fries to the rest of the employees.

witnessed the rain coming in horizontally and made a mad dash outside to grab the sandwich board before my artwork dissolved away. Quickly my shirt became see-through, but good news! the chocolate stain went away.

had to give a man, who also suffered from a see-through shirt because of all the rainage, 16 RAIN CHECKS. That's right, he paid for 16 rounds of golf and he wanted them ALL back. At least through his shirt I could tell he was in shape, but he must have been cold.


Good news: I was able to leave 2 hours early due to lack of customers. So you hear that everybody? When it rains, don't come to my work because then I'll be able to go home and eat.