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Today was a pain in my puwit. So I woke up feeling so much better after I had taken two more tylenol's before going to bed. I get the shower, and I'm about to get ready to go to church. Jonathan from work calls me, and I assume that someone needs a shift cover. It turns out that John had put me on schedule and failed to tell me. The worst part, I was an hour late to work! Yeah! I was supposed to work from 11-3 pm. He told me no worries, because John must've put me on schedule and failed to call me. I told him that the last time I checked the schedule, I wasn't working on Sunday. Basically I had to haul ass to work all pissed off. I had a few pain in the ass customers, but no biggie. This one lady could've sworn that I was overcharging her, so she kept asking me to double check the price. For one thing, she looks like she could afford a Louis, let alone a $4.30 cup of ice cream. Secondly, if the price is too much, then don't come here. We had a few people tip us "to not sing"; those customers are always the best ;) This one insane woman who wouldn't shut up tip us twice, we didn't have to sing. She started talking about strip clubs, because of all the singles in the jar.

During the slow period, my employees talked about the employee situation. They talked about a few creepy guys who work there, thankfully I haven't had the pleasure to work with them. They talked about a few people who almost got fired, Brad was one of them. I honestly wouldn't be surprised. He's fun to work with, but all he does is sit in the corner and text. He texts more than any other person I know. He's the reason why the new cell phone rule is in order. I also found out that Newnan was fired. PRAISE JESUS! It sucks that he got fired, but he didn't do shit. He was always slow, and used sarcasm as if it were the english language. Sandra and Jonathan told me how the whole firing came down; someone was there when Diana did it. She called Newnan on the phone, and basically told him not to come in. Whoever it was couldn't hang around to hear the rest, because of customers. As soon as they came into the backroom, Diana just said, "okay...he's fired." Everyone was speculating whether or not Newnan told his mom yet. It's been how long since he was fired, even if he didn't tell her I'm sure she would've gotten the hint.

Now I'm still congested. I've been chugging orange juice like crazy. I hate this.