well. manuel wonders why theres nothing good to read.. its probably cuz theres not much out there..
i know thats why i write, cuz theres nothing to actually read.
geez.. always attacking the blogs. maybe if i had two mine would be cooler.. heeh.
ok
two things i forgot to mention about work.
two things, people!
one, once you put your shit out on the belt, thats it! no going back for more shit! when im done ringing all your shit up, and the people behind the fuck that left are just staring blankly at you, or pissed.. what can i do? say.. um. yeah.. i dont know where the hoser went, eh. you always think you'll be fast, but im faster motherfucker. be courteous, dont make people wait.

the other thing is... ok, i know people are lazy, and i also know that most people are stupid, but theres nothing to be done about stupidity, so for the laziness... with your cart... put it right infront of me so i can put bags into it... this concept is beyond most people.
they want to put the cart far away and forget about it, thinking that theyre done with it.. dont they know that all that shit is just immediately going back into the cart!? so for all you lazy sons of bitches, put the cart next to me.. it takes more effort to push it past me, and.. when it comes to that time, i can just put the bags in the cart, and you wont have to do it. see? less work.. dumbfucks.

ok. so no one cares about that. but hey. manuel went off on restaurant courtesy, so he cant complain....
oh, btw, i also dont like being handed trash. its not a dumping station. you get all the shit back that you came to me with except your money.

goddamn. you think people would get it right.. since shopping is probably a once a week thing out of all of their adult life.