Some old gal named Darlene (absolute beauty) followed me on the gram and commented on my last post “don’t flatter yourself” I’m sorry Darlene I’ll do better
My favourite part about working in a restaurant is getting absolutely ripped apart by middle aged men because the steak they ordered wasn’t cooked to their standards! Like look big guy, I didn’t make it
“I’m being honest think about it. I’m not calling you ugly okay. BUT If you were in the equation of someone’s fuck, marry or kill where do you think you’d end up?”
I work with a guy that’s English isn’t the greatest but he’s a great guy.
Today I asked him if he signed for the packages today and he just said “no no I’m not hungry”