Agh... eight solid hours of being on my feet today has left me terribly tired... I worked 10am to 6pm today and tomorrow I work 8am to 4pm. I prefer the earlier shifts, honestly. :)
But, the day had its ups and downs... mostly downs, but eh... where to start? Ummm... *points randomly at the day* OKAY! The morning!
So, I started my shift at 10am. And, they had me at front register. And, as you may know, McDonald's doesn't change to the lunch menu until 11am. Well, I did NOT know the breakfast menu very good. So... after making a mistake, I let a manager fix it and then, I did okay. Once I knew where to find "hot cakes" and "Sausage patty" things went well.
Then, around 11, I decided the dishes in back needed to be done. However, I did NOT know it would take me THREE HOURS to do them all! @_@ But, they got done. But, this is where the weird stuff starts to happen.
In the course of those three hours, one of the other guys (I can't remember his name for the life of me) kept checking in on me. I thought, "Oh, well, he's polite. I guess he just doesn't want me to collapse from heat exhaustion back here," because, it IS very hot and steamy- almost like a spa! :D
Well, towards the end, he came in, "Hey, I heard you had diabetes, you feeling alright?"
'Guh... of course... one of THOSE guys who thinks the diabetes is like cancer...' I thought to myself. I replied, "Yeah, I'm fine! Thanks for asking! Just finishing up these last [items]."
Then, he kinda did this weird chuckle-type laugh, "Yeah. We really appreciate that. None of us really like to do it." To which I said something like, "Yeah, I'm a total germaphobe and dirty dishes are a real pet-peeve to me."
Then, he said, "Aww... Cute!"
Awkward silence followed... finally, I muttered, "'Cute'?"
And he says this with the weirdest smile (no joke, it reminded me of Gin from Bleach), "Yeah. You're all wet from the faucet ('cause that damn thing makes it near-impossible to stay dry while working there), and I just found that cute. That, and your weird germaphobia..."
I was ready to tear my hair out! Why do I always get the weird ones?!?! TToTT I don't like men that way!! Why can't I just get a normal girl?! *kicks himself for letting the best one get away*...
Since then, I've told the guy something like, "Look, I dunno what you're into, but I respect that and all, but... I'm only interested in girls. Still, we can be friends, if you'd like." He shrugged, grinned, "Sure," and that was that.
Thank god for making this one easy.
Then, there was an old man that came in and I took the order for. He moved REALLY slow and it was obviously a chore for him. He asked me to reach into his shirt-pocket for his wallet- which I did and handed it to him. He paid me and then, asked if I could help him get his drink. I said I could since he QUITE obviously needed a lot of help. I'm serious, this guy moved like a turtle. So, I got him his drink and helped him to his table. Then, asked me if I could deliver him his food when it came up. I agreed and did so. And, all through this, he kept winking at me!! DX WHAT THE HELL, MAN?
Of course, Tom says old guys just do that. Which, I guess I'm alright with. He left in due time.
I also asked Angelo about all this and he said, "Well, you are rather feminine for being a guy, Yoh..."
Of course.
Why not?
Yosei's feminine...
UGH! DX
*stews in corner of self-woe*
Oh, well. I'll live. The World continues to spin and Time flows on. And, I'll go back tomorrow.
OMIGAWD, THOUGH! Here's the GOOD NEWS from the day!
- I'm getting wireless internet on Friday!!!
- I discovered McDonald's 'Fruit 'n' Yogurt' parfaits!!! DELICIOUS!
- Angelo may be getting a job at there with me!!! YAY! I'll have my best friend with me!!! XD He has orientation next week. :D
So, again, sorry about the long post. I tend to do a lot of those, huh? :P
Have a great weekend for me, guys! I-HAVE-TO-PEE-LIKE-A-RACEHORSE-NOW!!! >.<
+~Yosei~+
