the other night we were with Apples in the dairy box when I was about to get off of work and he was complaining about ordering too much and having cases and cases of expired eggs....Virginia's and my response was..."Can we go egg some cars?"
Especially since right before that I'd been on facebook and was like wait...Old Boyfriend hasn't moved away yet? and then guess who circled the deli FOUR TIMES while I was closing the front with Virginia? I think he was trying to tell if it was really me or not. But the guys made me feel a lot better by saying "That guy? He looks like a fucking amish lumberjack." and "He looks like a fucking hippie."
Thanks guys! <3
Today apparently after I got to work, I found out that Virginia was written up for the close...apparently the ovens weren't clean enough....after he'd pulled the glass out that I didn't know was even detachable and cleaned it when it hadn't been cleaned in years.
Ironic point though, I intentionally wrote down a quote the other night....As Virginia was cleaning said ovens "I just broke the oven more than it already was...but it's no worse than it was before!"
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