I hate my god damn job

6:41 pm
4/2/08
My room

I hate my job, and i know all that i do is complain about it, but i can't help it. I actually love my actual job, but i hate the people i work for. This morning i took an order for an egg sandwich, and repeated the order back to the customer to make sure that's what they wanted. I finished it, and handed it off to someone to bring up front. I hear the customer say, "I didn't want cheese", but they didn't mention that when i checked the order. Than my boss yells back into the kitchen, "you dumb sh*t, you have to listen to the customers!", in front of a storeful of customers. I've taken a lot in that place, but being made a fool of in front of customers is not something i take lightly. I'm going to start looking for a new job. I have a couple of choices, my cousins offered me a job, one with a concrete company, and one with Grainger. Jobs with room for growth, benefits, and a place that would appretiate my intelligence, unlike the retards i work for.