I’m done.

Thats right everyone, I have finally quit McDonalds.  My last day will be the last sunday of this month, in which I will be purchasing a cake or something and really giving customers what I think of them.

It all started a couple weeks ago where I got a massive stomach ache over and over and over, and it just wouldn’t stop.  So, I went to let doctor (finally) and he said my work environment is causing acid reflux even though I’m not really eating anything.

So I went to Ryan and asked for a leave of absence, but he said that I may not come back as a manager and that he doesn’t know how long I could go on leave for.  Then, later that day!

Karl.  I hate fucking Karl.  He’s an idiot, and he pisses me off to no end, and I have to work with him every GD saturday.  Well, the converstation goes like so:

Me: Karl I still need a bacon cheeseburger.
*Karl looks at the screen and sees its empty*
Karl: No, I don’t need to make one.
Me: You must have served it off your screen too quickly.  I just need a bacon cheeseburger.
*Karl hits recall and gets the last order that he just made*
*points* Karl: no baconcheeseburger.
Me: Karl I don’t care!  I NEED A BACON CHEESEBURGER.
Karl: I don’t need to make one!  And now your calling me a lier and saying its my fault for something that-
Me: KARL, ALL I NEED IS ONE FUCKING BACON CHEESEBURGER, AND I DON’T CARE IF ITS NOT ON YOUR SCREEN AND I DON’T CARE IF YOU DIDN’T SEE IT, I NEED THE GOD DAMN BACON CHEESEBURGER RIGHT NOW.
Karl: I WON’T MAKE YOU ANYTHING BECAUSE YOU ARE A MEAN PERSON AND BLAME ME FOR EVERYTHING.
Me: KARL YOUR THIS CLOSE TO LOOSING YOUR JOB IF YOU DON’T DO WHAT I TELL YOU DO TO.

Well after this big manager Ryan heard it and came out and told Karl to do what he’s told.  But I was so angry I just ran into the office and started crying.  I had had a rough morning and a rough week and I was not in the mood for anymore of that stuff.

Then I just had had enough.  I work with idiots, I hate my job, I constantly feel sick there.  Why am I doing this?  I’m exhausted enough as it is during the week, and I never get anything done around my house because I work to much.  So I’m done, I’m absolutley done.  I’ll just work at the lab this summer, and then see what my situation is like in the fall, and go from there.

BYE BYE MCCRAPPERS!

PS: Megan, a little more bloggy bloggy k thnx!

Dood, I’m totally fired.

That was my thought this saturday as I smashed my beautiful product all over my fumehood.

But, first things first.

I HAVE MY OWN APARTMENT!

Well, not my own persay, is Phils to.  But, its kind of like my own.  I did pay all the rent this month (until I finally cash Phils cheque), so that kind of makes it mine.  Things are going good!  I’ve cooked, I’ve cleaned (barely), I’ve watched TV with Megan.  It seems to be a good fit.  I’m trying desperatley to find my digital camera….but I can’t seem to.  When I do find it I’ll post some pictures, because everyone loves to see pictures of my new things!

BUT, to my stressful job.

So I get this e-mail from Dr. Murphy telling me he’s dissapointed how my reaction isn’t working and how he can’t come in all the time and watch over my shoulder.  I was a little pissed at this, since all he does is kind of sit in his office and write his review.  Well, anyways, he wanted me to come in on the weekend and do my reaction work ups.  So, here I am innocently working away, everything is going fine.  That is until my flask slightly slips out of my hand and smashes in my fume hood.

I was just ready to cry!  I haven’t been having any luck what-so-ever with this stupid reaction and this just put the cherry on the cake.  Luckily James was there to swab my product back up, and I got it back from the cotton swabs, but it put me behind schedule by a day.  Thank god Dr. Murphy was in a good mood, or else I think I would have been done.

In dancing news, I am teaching my last wednesday night this week.  From then on I’ll be teaching thursday nights and saturday afternoons in order to get my dancers choreography back up to snuff.  Because, as it stands, the whole thing is not looking very pretty right now.  When they did it at mosaic, it was slightly dissapointing how they were preforming and it showed that they needed a lot of work.  Even worse, the 2 smallers kids were definetly outdancing the two older kids in the back.  That….was not cool.  FUN!

And I think thats about it.  I’m cutting down my hours at McDonalds because I can’t work there every weekend again.  Sorry McD’s!

And I’d stay and chat more, but I have to get going to work!

-Ryan