So Long, Farewell

I hate working at Cold Stone. I thought it was going to be great working there again and seeing everyone that I used to work with. But I was wrong. It was horrible. This girl who was hired after me was made a crew leader and a guy who was hired at the end of May is going to try and get Asst. Manager. I'm not jealous or bitter or anything, but the fact that they aren't capable to effieciently run the store. Tonight, said guy, came into work drunk. The store was really busy and the dishes PILED up in the backroom. For a good hour, Jamie and I were the only people clocked in, forced to handle the line and dishes and ice cream, while there were 4 people sitting in the back, one doesn't count though because she wasn't supposed to be on until 7. But it was very frusturating and I couldn't go start dishes becuase "i was needed on the line." It sucked.

So we got out around 11:15. I think I'm going to put my two weeks notice in and find another job. It's too stressful, which it shouldn't be because it's Cold Stone, but it is. I was very angry and my co-workers could tell. At the end of the night two girls came in right before we were about to close and my co-worker says, "Not it." and I'm sure they could hear her. So I took care of them and only charged them for kids ice cream and not what they really got. I bet they thought I was hitting on them, which is okay because they were very pretty.

Well now I'm waiting for Katie to come over and help me put the fridge back together. Hopefully work tomorrow will be better. The plus side is that I got $20.70 in tips.

PEACE