I love having a job. I would even go so far as to say that I love my job. If you know where I work, then you understand the immensity of this statement.
But SOMETIMES things happen that make me want to hurt a whole lot of people.
Here are some changes I would make to the cart I work on:
1. Add a line of tape or something with a sign saying THE LINE STARTS HERE STAND BEHIND THIS OR FACE THE CONSEQUENCES because despite learning how to politely stand in line in freaking kindergarten, once people are about to buy ice cream the excitement must be so great that all their line-related knowledge leaves them. What results is the Mob of People, in which twenty people stand around and shove money in my face and then look visibly annoyed when I don't immediately hand them their food.
2. Maybe also with the line sign could be a sign that lists the prices so I don't have to break the bad news to them and also another thing that says THE ICE CREAM PRICES ARE RIGHT THERE LOOK LOOK AT THE PRICES because people are always failing to see the prices.
3. Another sign should be added that says UNFOLD YOUR MONEY NOW because people are always handing me money folded up as tiny as possible. Why? Why would you do this? Do you think I want to take the time to unfold your money? No, no I don't. Especially during a rush, when I only have time to shove the money in my apron. And then later it takes me about half an hour to close my bag because I'm smoothing out all the bills. This is possibly the single most annoying thing people do. Perhaps if you all handed me flat bills I could clock out faster and then get paid less and then the prices would go down because they'd have more money.
HAHAHAHA. No, that's never happening. Please, continue to hand me your life savings in return for water you could get for free five feet away.
4. Yet another sign (I ought to have realized earlier that these were all signs) that says NO I DO NOT ACCEPT CREDIT CARDS OR BILLS HIGHER THAN 20. Hey, you there, little girl, stop brandishing your $100 bill. Why do you even have that? You're 14. When I came here at 14, I lasted through the day walking from place to place asking for free cups of water, not tossing 100s around.
Rich people disgust me.
Okay, I'm done now. Ah, first world problems.
This job is actually mostly fun. A note to the world: be nice to working people. You have the power to make or break their entire day based on how you treat them. I've had wonderful days ruined because one person was rude to me. On the other hand, completely horrible days were made better because some people stopped by my cart and talked to me for a bit.
But yeah. I like it.
