Photo 09/1001
The belly of the beast.
Leviathan has some interesting sleeping habits. ::chuckles::
Today ended up being an incredibly stressful day. It always is when student A tells student B that when student B comes over to his house, student A will stab student B repeatedly in the face with a knife. Yeah, direct quote there. ::sighs::
I’m just so tired of us not getting the required training on this stuff – what forms to fill out and who gets what copies of said forms. I’m tired of doing all these “fun” personality tests at our monthly staff meetings when there is a ton of shit we NEED to be trained on, but just aren’t being trained.
So that made for a long, shitty day. And then I get home and all I fucking want to eat is IHOP’s biscuits and gravy meal thing. Straight up comfort food. So we go to IHOP – they have ONE damn waitress and she’s old and limping. There are only four tables seated in the entire restaurant. And we sit there for a solid 10 minutes, waiting to place our drink order. The table beside us have already put their credit cards in the receipt holder when we sit down. And in that 10 minutes, the waitress completely disappears.
David has ZERO patience. I’m sure he hasn’t eaten all day because he straight up forgets to eat. ::shakes her head:: So yeah, we opt instead to go to Firehouse Subs (for him) and Schlotzsky’s (for me) and just come home. And while my Schlotzsky’s was delicious….I just really wanted biscuits and gravy. It’s so stupid, but it’s the straw that’s broke this damn camel’s back. Today can officially go jump off a goddamn cliff.
The belly of the beast.
Leviathan has some interesting sleeping habits. ::chuckles::
Today ended up being an incredibly stressful day. It always is when student A tells student B that when student B comes over to his house, student A will stab student B repeatedly in the face with a knife. Yeah, direct quote there. ::sighs::
I’m just so tired of us not getting the required training on this stuff – what forms to fill out and who gets what copies of said forms. I’m tired of doing all these “fun” personality tests at our monthly staff meetings when there is a ton of shit we NEED to be trained on, but just aren’t being trained.
So that made for a long, shitty day. And then I get home and all I fucking want to eat is IHOP’s biscuits and gravy meal thing. Straight up comfort food. So we go to IHOP – they have ONE damn waitress and she’s old and limping. There are only four tables seated in the entire restaurant. And we sit there for a solid 10 minutes, waiting to place our drink order. The table beside us have already put their credit cards in the receipt holder when we sit down. And in that 10 minutes, the waitress completely disappears.
David has ZERO patience. I’m sure he hasn’t eaten all day because he straight up forgets to eat. ::shakes her head:: So yeah, we opt instead to go to Firehouse Subs (for him) and Schlotzsky’s (for me) and just come home. And while my Schlotzsky’s was delicious….I just really wanted biscuits and gravy. It’s so stupid, but it’s the straw that’s broke this damn camel’s back. Today can officially go jump off a goddamn cliff.
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