Thursday, July 6, 2006

  

Crossposting everywhere, I'm not typing this twice. Today's shift was... dually sad and happy. It was a nice cool, cloudy day at Subway. Pretty slow, so I took my drawing facilities out to the lobby to work on my art. (For the sake of Customers Suck readers) So it came to be that 2 cars pulled up simotaneously. Nothing unusual, but still bothersome. Of the two, one was a relatively cute girl, and the other was my old nemisis... the Chicken Sandwich bitch. My former encounter with the wench. The wench got in line first, and in an arragant tone, "What's with that look on your face. It's my business that pays you, so you better suck it up." And not even a "hello", or "what can I get for you today" out of me yet. "Get me what I gots last time." she says, and I swear she muttered dumbass under her breath. So, as before, footlong chicken strips, toasted, so on and such. Girl behind her had a look of pity on her face. I made the wench's sandwich and politely confirmed if she wanted chips or a drink. Aparently, this is now a racial slur, and she flew off the effing handle/hinge (whatever the saying is), she demanded I STFU and tell her her dammed total. Then she proceeded to throw a 20$ at me. Girl behind her was shocked. (As a side note, I don't know what it is that makes people keep up with the people in front of them when they haven't ordered yet, but this is crucial to know) Now, I have my things set on a table closest to the soda machine/register. On that table is my former work-in-progress, finished drawings, my pencils, and my soda. I give the wench her change, and she turns around, and for no reason other than to be a bitch, knocks my soda over onto my drawings. WHAT THE F*CK? To my further suprise, the girl moves over to the table, and grabs my pencils and other drawings (which were stacked). I lost my work-in-progress. *Edit* A HUGE misconseption. I seem to have failed to say the girl that grabbed my things in fact SAVED them from being ruined. She didn't steal a thing. The wench knocked over my soda and left. I was pissed, and nearly in tears for having something I worked hard on destroyed, and nearly everything else I had with me. The girl felt so sorry for me, I got a hug and kiss on the cheek when I went to clean up the mess. So... as though Karma nearly willed it, while I started to re-create my former drawing, I had a customer come in. Aparently they had seen me drawing before. Guy told me he had some project for some college course, regarding making a band, Cd cover, shirt design and so on. He named his 'band' Subway Sounds, and asked if I could trace one of the logos so he could use it as a template. Awesomeness. This concludes another rant by Zappa_slave. X-posted to MyOtaku, Customers Suck!

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