Working Life Update

Work was horrible today. But I'm getting ahead of myself. I need to first update you fucks about where I am in my very young pizza career.

I am now an assistant manager at a popular pizza chain. It was a promotion that was given to me by the franchisee himself. He is the pretty much the shit. Pretty neat, I know. However, the manager at this new store I'm working at is a cunt. She's female. She's very moody. She's one of these fucking people with like 50 different sides to them. I never know what she's thinking. She never compliments; only criticizes. It's fucking obnoxious. She's salaried and makes like, $100 a day, versus my fucking petty $6.15. I was making a fuck lot more as a driver.

Besides, I'm a motherfucking worker. I don't work "hard". That's a fucking word morons use to to whine. I don't work hard, I work fast. And let me tell you this, I work way too fucking fast, and I tire myself out way too often, and I sweat way too much to be earning a fucking petty $6.15 bullshit wage. I'm very glad the people of Florida voted to increase the minimun wage. That kicks in in April. So at that time, I should see a fairly hefty wage. Raises across the board. That will be nice. Hopefully.

But anyways, there was a massive 50 pie timed order tonight. It sucked my fucking balls. I wanted to practice my topping tonight since I've pretty much got stretching down better than anyone ever. I'm amazing. My pizzas are the fucking shit. But yeah, I got a nice work out. I worked damn fast tonight. And for the first time ever, my manager gave me a compliment. I was in fucking shock. She actually told me I did a really good job tonight. Amazing, to say the least.

And on that note, it's time for me to sleep. I've got a hell day tomorrow. It's Friday. And of course, Friday's are always the busiest pizza days of the week. Oh fucking joy.