Working where I work it's like the worst thing ever to get an opening shift. You usually wanna get evening shifts and you usually want these shifts to land on a weekend. Just saying.
So basically my day consisted of...
Doing washroom checks every 15 min.
Mopping the lobby...
Chatting it up.
I decided to run out an order to a patron.
I pick up an order of sprite and 2 hot dogs and run it all the way to top seats and these guys...
It was normal at first..they wanted more mustard and they want relish. Okay fine.
I come back to tell them we don't have any more mustard packs and we don't have relish.
No REAL problem.
Him: really no mustard or relish?
Me: yeah that was the last one.
Him: well, I saw it on the other side (as in ...In the other establishment where I do not work) why don't you go over there and just pump them in the white cups. 4 of each.
Me: sure, no problem.
Him: yeah we will start with this *waves packet in my face disrespectful like*
I grab a co - worker to help me with the condiments and I serve it to him on a platter. I guess they laughed about the fact that there were condiments on a platter but..whatever.
I give them the condiments that I went out of the way to get..Cause everyone else was like
"Erm, I would have told him we just can't do that."
So whatever I put it on his table and he's like..
Day goes by and I told some co - workers what happened everyone said "you should have spilled it on him"
Which I have no idea why people actually say shit like this cause GOD knows THEY wouldn't do that...
But obviously I should do it and get my ass fired but...that is not even the point here...
So the guys leave and we go to clean up ..
They threw the mustard on the wall and left a huge mess...like some set of ....You know what...I'm not even going to start.
That was the only thing that really bugged me at work.
So day goes by I get off my break it's 6pm.
We don't really have anyone scheduled until 7.
Managers are...no where.
So slowly a build up of employees start to congregate.
Place is basically empty and no one's coming.
So I finish mopping and as I'm finishing some guy at work starts to make a comment on my mopping techniques. ..
Nothing fancy ...just mopping.
He said "you're not thinking straight cause of your hair"
He also said:
" this is a perfect picture for slavery " and starts making all these comments about whipping and how I'm mopping up like a Slave and he said it's perfect cause of my fro...
Now I know what your next question is...
"Ugh, was he white! ?"
Notorious for hitting on white girls.
And jamaican. As in he's Jamaican.
Let me tell you how I was soooo pissed but had to relax cause I'm at work and didn't want to tell him about his Uncle Tom, nasty d*ck having self. B*tch a** punk a** heaux a** son of a b*tch.
So no one else was laughing and we were in a group of black employees and he was the only one laughing and it was looking hell a pathetic so he slowly escorted himself away from us.
One guy...Though not directly saying anything he defended my hair a bit but saw that the other guy was pretty ignorant.
Me and that guy will not be getting along by the way...
I thought I was going to turn him inside out with the amount of cussing I had behind my tongue. Lord. Gee. Zussss.
I can't even believe people think that shit is funny.
Or think that it is appropriate to say.
What a little sh*t.