soooooooooooooo
hi. I'm back, I just quit in August and now I want to work production, some other job has driven my brains out from my earlobe faster than you ever could. we could skip the interview.
or that's what I'm tempted to do, skip back to the first red vest I ever had.
I got THREE forsaken writeups today. Thanks. No really thanks, I appreciate it. It's only my first week on the floor. So when I signed each one, I made my signature really ugly. On purpose. Take your tax exempt form and stick it...
Good thing I didn't come when they called me in yesterday. Hi we just called you in on your day OFF on HALLOW freaking WEEN, Oh yeah, here's your writeups.
This is going to make me old. Fast.
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Funny... You never struck me as a Johnny...
What were the write-ups for? Slacking? Mismatched socks and a vacant look?
I jest, but I'm curious.
I was written up but once at CJ and I didn't even sign it. Stupid person anyways. Though person isn't what I was thinking...
lol.... nooo.
It's from a song, Angry Johnny by Poe. Kindof a little suzie's gone psycho kind of song. Johnny is the ignorant one who gets put out of his misery.
Writeups were usually. You missed scanning a gallon of milk. You missed mixed blueberries. You didn't put this slip that the customer took back into your register when we never told you you had to keep it.
lol I love your comment.
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