Gravy + eye= bad
Well, I was supposed to go get my lisence upgraded on Friday night. We drive to the city only to find upon arrival that my liscence was left at home in another pair of jeans. Worse, my father with an explosive temper was the one who took me. I must say, I was impressed by his performance. No kicking random objects, no actual increase in volume of voice, was decent to other people when we tried to see if the papers I did had would get me my license (it didn'y work) and he cooled down in record time.
I felt worse than he did. I wanted to punch myself, and learned an important thing: Life does not teach lessons. Life gives you the test before the lesson, and once you fail the test, you don't want to hear the lesson. We grabbed some KFC and went home.
When I got home, my mother was very upset. Apparently she just cracked from a hard week. I picked a bad time to be an idiot. She calmed down, and was alright. I hate her job. She's a medical secretarty who puts up with the MOST IGNORANT PEOPLE IMAGINABLE. Anyone who's reading this, next time you go to the doctors, if you can't get in right away, don't blame the secretary. Does she look like a doctor? No. The doctors have other people to tend to, so shut up.
At work, I had to deal with some very iffy customers. People wanting fresh fries, no salt, etc. just irrate me. Unless they put something on my burger I don't like, I never complain. I had to make a large fries and had to scrape every last fry in order to make it. I gave it to the lady and she said "Oh no, I don't want that junk!" "Uh... excuse me? You ordered this, didn't you?" "Yes, but I don't want those tiny pieces!" "Um... well, you can wait a minute for some more fries..." "Oh no, I've waited long enough. Hmph..." God, what's your problem? Shut the hell up! They're fine, stop complaining, and besides, the middle pieces will be bigger, your majesty.
Oh yes, they really must get rid of that gravy thing. It's a hazard, I've gotten a nasty burn or two, but today the machine (which is on a high shelf) sputtered and splashed in my eye. Yeah. I was okay, but that thing's very dangerous. It often squirts crooked and burns many people.