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First REAL blog...

Good morning!

Today is the day I should be able to get my first-last-only check from Sonic. It was only for a week, but it's still money I can use. I'm hoping they are not going to give me any trouble with it. I took the job a couple of weeks ago after speaking to the manager and being told I was going to start on the window. I could do that, I'm good with money and a very friendly person (not to mention pretty easy on the eyes). As with everything though, it did not happen as I thought it would. I got there and they stuck me on as a cook, well the coney dog, deep fryer station. I guess I should have just come out and told them the truth to begin with... I'm slow. I'm not really THAT slow, but I'm not fast. This is why I was looking forward to starting on a job where I spoke to people, punched something into a computer and handled money. I'm pretty quick as a cashier and good with money, but they stuck me back on the grill with all the straight guys rather than up front with the women and gay guys. I guess when I'm applying for a job I need to make sure to put "Big Flaming Homo" on as my experience.

Anywho, I picked up on everything there pretty quick, and I thought I was doing ok. I did get behind a couple times and got pretty confused a lot when a manager or someone would come back to "help" (definition: make me and the other guy on the grill feel like we weren't good enough and had no clue what we were doing) and start taking over. I'd be trying to do things kind of systematically and they just did it how they wanted. On top of them taking over and doing my job, they would tell me how I wasn't fast enough, how I wasn't doing the job right. That's great, tell me that I suck after I've only been there for a couple days. Would you also like to whip me everytime you want me to go faster?

I really don't know why they felt the urge to yell at me... Especially this one bitch, Erika. I don't always hear people right or not at all some times, but she must have thought I was deaf. Everything she wanted me to do, she yelled it at me. At the end of my shift, she'd yell at me to be clocking out and leave. Why did she have to yell at me to do that? Was I doing something wrong? Do you not want to be paying me any more than you have to? Keep me just under part time hours so you can justify why I did not have any breaks or days off? Whatever, I don't need to be treated like crap from someone that puts on their makeup with Sharpie markers. I can go to my neighbors' for that.

Ok, so long story short. SONIC SUCKS! For a job anyway, food is decent, but if I see another onion ring again in my life... So I'm back to looking for a job, I think I need to severely lower my expectations. Low pay, treated poorly, bad hours, stuck doing something physically unable to do. That should do it, now I'm ready to face the Albuquerque work force head on!

(please let me move away from here soon)

First post...

So here it is, my first post. I really hope you weren't expecting anything too extravagant to begin with. For those of you who were though, here you go:



There, it's me! Now are you happy?