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Right, I am a slave to the golden arches whose fries everyone seems to love. What is this restaurant known for (minus the over-preserved foods and Supersize Me)? Fast service. This was what has been engraved in my head ever since I started working. Hell, I got promoted quickly because I served customers quick and managed to still do all the polite stuff I’m supposed to do.

So imagine my surprise when someone complained I was too fast. Someone complained that I was too fast and that he didn’t even get to order more.

Before any assumptions are made, I was alone by the cashier and I had a whole line up to tackle because my manager had to help the lady in the kitchen cause she was a bit slow. So I’m fine, I’ve done this several times, I can do this line up. There were about ten people waiting patiently to get served by one me. This guy asks for a double cheeseburger and a bacon cheeseburger, and then he pays for it. Obviously, when you pay you’re done with your order. I took other orders after that because we’re supposed to take as much orders as we can if the food hasn’t been made yet (and there were two people making the food, anyways). When I gave him his order, he had commented on how I was too fast and that he didn’t even get the chance to order his McFlurry because I was too fast.

I didn’t know how to respond. If the person was complaining that I was too slow, well, I can always say that we’re understaffed (as it was rather obvious at that time), but then again, the same argument also works for me being too fast.

This weirdo of a guy later talks to my manager and says that he has to do something about me being too fast. My manager (bewildered as she was) told him that we are a fast food restaurant and we are known for fast service. You know what the guy says?

“You guys should relax.”

I’m sorry, how do you relax when you have ten people waiting to get their food and you’re all over the place making sure they get whatever the hell they want? We’re supposed to serve people in under 3 minutes and 30 seconds from the moment they walk in.

I sound like I’m complaining, in a way I am, but man… this is too funny. Never in my work life, until Tuesday past, have I ever got the complaint that I was too fast. Oh I got, you have attitude (haha the bastard who complained about this made me cry. After this incident, I became one cold little girl at work haha.), my fries are cold, my fries are not standing up and other weird ones, this one just takes the cake.

Obviously, not all customers are weird and pissy, so the other customers were telling me how fast service is good and how I was doing a good job. I love these people because they can relate. These people were in their 20’s and that person who complained was in the later years of his life. Does that have any relation?

Anyways, I have ensured myself that I simply am too pro and people can’t handle it. -insert that MSN smiley with the shades-

Oh people, we complain about everything.

What was the weirdest/funniest comment you have ever gotten? How’d you react to it?

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If you live around North America, then today is still the day before New Year’s and here are a few superstitions that I may or may not do tonight.

1. Clean your room to get rid of unnecessary clutter for 2009. Well, I am in the process of cleaning my room and I am already getting annoyed with it. I am a packrat. Also, what’s clean to me is not clean for my mother which is more annoying. I don’t like stuff put away because I don’t remember where I put them away! I like them accessible. But no, mother wants them all put away so everything is neat and tidy. God. Talk about OCD. And that turned into a mini-rant, oops.
2. JUMP! When the clock strikes midnight you’re supposed to jump so you’ll grow taller. Oh how I wish this was true. You know, I just want to be a little over five feet. Just a tiny bit.
3. Do you have 12 round fruits by your table? No? Well go grocery shopping and find yourself some round fruits because they apparently bring prosperity for the new year.
4. Polk-a-dots, are they somewhere in your closet? Wear them! This apparently brings in more money for you in the upcoming year!
5. Make a hell of a lot of noise, and open them windows. So when the clock strikes 12, you should be blasting out noise and then opening your windows. Blasting out noise to scare evil away and then opening windows so the good luck comes in. I just realized that the good and the bad luck might get into a traffic jam while doing this… so I don’t know how effective this is. Also, if you live in an apartment like I do, it is better to check if your other neighbours are doing the same so you won’t get reported to the superintendent of your building.
6. Go shopping. Apparently, you’re supposed to wear new digs tonight! Not only is this an excuse to shop, but it also brings good luck into the new year!

Truth be told, I’ll probably only do number 1 since my room does need cleaning. The others are stuff we used to do before, and some Filipino families still do it. What superstitions do your parents or you do for the New Year’s?

And it is amazing how much paper one collects over the span of a month.

Oh and I’m not making any resolutions, seeing as I don’t remember them a week after, but do you have any resolutions?

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According to this test, I interpret sex as a diuretic.

LOL. I just died laughing. So does not make sense XD

This is proof that I suck at word association. But it’s true though, the given word is a diuretic! I was asked to describe said word and there you go, diuretic! I was going to write Starbucks, but then that doesn’t really describe said word. Then I thought of addicting. Sure, that could work. But I don’t know, I liked diuretic the most. I’m weird like that.

Oh and in case you were wondering, the word I was ask to describe was coffee. I never knew they related coffee to how one interprets sex.

I’m afraid I will never think of coffee the same way again.

Anyways, you can do the test for a few lulz and you can tell me how you did on this part too. Haahahaha.

Alright, back to studying about Sodium/Potassium pumps… and memorizing parts of the brain.