#171

Work has been weird the last two days. Yesterday, I had to use my managerial authority on the dishwasher. It sucked. So far, no one else has given me problems when I tell them to do something but him. He just wouldn't listen so I mentioned it to my boss and she had to talk to him. He handled it well but I still felt bad about the whole thing. 

And then today, I ended up going in 3 hours earlier than expected. Due to that, I just never fully woke up so I chugged coffee all day and now I feel weird. Like sleepy but at the same time my brain just wont turn off. Getting to bed tonight should be pretty interesting. 

The customers today were just insane. This man went off on me because we didn't have chicken salad and why didn't we have it and did any other locations have it? He took it so personally that the shipment of chicken was delayed therefore the cook hadn't made any yet. And now his day was just ruined, RUINED! I have NEVER taken it personally when something I ordered or wanted was out of stock. Oh, and teenage girls are evil, just evil. I swear I was never one, at least not like this one who COULD NOT DECIDE IF SHE WANTED A BAGEL OR NOT AND OMG JUST EAT THE CARBS IT WILL NOT KILL YOU BUT I MIGHT SO JUST EAT THE DAMN THING. 

The owner has taken to calling me "Little One." Like he ends every sentence directed to me with "Little One." Its annoying because I know he knows my name. He's used it before. His mother uses it all the time. I guess "Little One" is better than babe or kid or any of the other nicknames he has used. But really is it so hard to use my name? I don't mind nicknames but I never realized how much it means when a person learns your name and uses it. Also, I get it. I'm short. I have little hands and little feet and OMG. (Okay, that might be directed at a whole bunch of other people. I realize that. I think I'm feeling a bit hormonal today.)