i put on this mask when i walk into work, and i become an uber-happy-upbeat-automaton-hellbent-on -selling-you-coffee-and-absolutely-will-not-stop-until-you-are-dead...
would you like a snickerdoodle? its the one cookie that is almost as much fun to say as it is to eat!
god i die a little every time i say that.
but i do sell a lot of snickerdoodles.
my revenge is convincing every woman who comes in and says "no whip cream" that it is a sin against nature and that it is a (insert day here) and that she deserves it.... in a purely evil manipulative way that they need it, i feel like im selling booze to an aa meeting.
that aside.
this is one of the reasons i do like my job, there are moments where i seem to really bring a moment of happiness into peoples lives.
i know its not lasting but they feel special when i remember their name or drink or both.
oh...
...ive been trying different layouts here, but so far i have not been able to make these browser friendly on blogspot, you still have to click on the image to read them...
if anyone (prozacville) has any suggestions, tips, pointers, etc., id be happy to hear them.
