Friday, November 11, 2011
Too angry to write.
I want to, I've been trying to, but I'm so fucking pissed off I can't seem to coherently write the story. Basically, Chicken Little cost me about $150 tonight. She sent me home in the middle of my shift, on our busiest day of the year, because she didn't think I took very good care of a table that was kissing her ass (and never said one word about being unhappy to me, and tipped me VERY well) .... and because I had the balls to say I wanted to make money.