Happiness is a Warm Gun

dirty_harry
Originally uploaded by Lazer Larkin.

So...work today, well it sucked. Remember how I always update with how I'm doing with gravity? And how I religiously fall at every place I work in the first few weeks of employment. I topped it all today by falling down half a flight of stairs. Yup. It hurt. And my ass is still killing me. I am going to have a bigger bruise than I have ever had on my ass before. So I feel like death walking as my tailbone is screaming for me to swallow a bottle of advil or take a couple shots of GM. I should have just said I need off to get my back checked out and taken workman's comp...Maybe I'll "fall" down the stairs next time I have a bad day.

In other news, I have been giving the employees all the extra food at the end of the night that we don't save for the next day because I think it just makes sense. I'm not going to throw it out in front of them, that's messed up. Well, apparently this is not the right thing to do, in management 101. I was told it will encourage them to make extra food to take home at the end of the night so we can't do that anymore starting on Monday...Um. Ok. I will continue to give them the leftovers. So this one girl, she is so funny, she got all excited cause I told her she could take some of the food home. I came up to make sure the line was clean and there was this tiny 2 oz plastic cup with a lid on it and all it had in it was shredded lettuce...I was like. Um? If you want lettuce that bad, take a bowl home. I can spare the shredded iceburg. We are dumping it anyway. She's like, "It's for my hampster." I almost fell again laughing.

(Thanks for the cool pic, Heine)