As if my day couldn't suck worse, it seemed my video card wanted in on the fun, and have my display drivers make my screen flip out and everything. Spent the next half hour reinstalling it missing out on the movie anyway.
Just to tempt fate: Just how much worse can this day get? I'm daring God big time. If already at rock bottom, dig deeper.
A vile force of darkness has arrived!
Immediately when my partner for the day left (just before my solo night began), I literally got swarmed with 10+ customers ordering all kinds of crap. That wasn't the first siege to hit for the day either, I got hit by another one just as big mid-way, and then random ambushes just as I was about to make progress with the close-down and breaking down the machines for cleaning. I was thinking that everytime it happened.
Apparently, it seems that when you see one person, and only one person working behind a counter all day, with a window that looks inside to see what goes on in the background, "There must be an army of workers in there. What's all that clanging and running water noise; who cares? This is a perfect time to order!
" :facepalm: I hate tourists and snowbirds.
Let's not forget that anytime I have anything absolutely time-sensetive that must be watched and monitored closely and served im-freaking-mediately when it's done cooking, I always get a customer ordering the largest most contrived order you can think of JUST before I can answer the beeper (Always, always, always; no concept of "Hold on. I MUST get this taken care of", and I'm the rude one. I'm just trying to keep 100+ customers satisfied for 8 damn hours a day (if I'm lucky).). Just to spite, and test if everyone in the store is gorrammed deaf, I just leave the "filter" buzzer going on for a good hour or so. PEOPLE ARE GORRAMED DEAF!!! Only my co-workers have informed me that they're bothered, and not a single complaint from a customer about it at all. What the hell?! Let's not forget, my customers can't tell a (permanent) marker time-stamp from a printed price tag to save their life. Even with both of them on the same sticker.
I hate my job, and hope something comes along to get me outta there. My customers are fucking retarded, and many of the elderly are too young to be senile either. I can see right through their bullshit. They are either as dumb as they look or sociopaths, or worst-case-scenario, both. I think looking much younger than I really am adds to, or is the cause of, the problems. I truly believe they think I'm half my actual age. Looking in a mirror wearing the sponsored cap (which is apparently mandatory), I look like a dumb teen.