Work was interesting. .-.

And by interesting I mean some dude came in this morning and smeared feces all over the dude’s bathroom so my manager ((a.k.a. my mom)) had to spend like an hour cleaning that up and if that asshole ever shows up again in the restaurant we’re calling the cops. 

This happened before I got to work, but I feel so bad that my mom had to deal with that…. blegh. Thinking about it makes me pissed as hell. .-.

In better news, at least the evening was fun because one of my favorite peeps was there and we nicknamed the Spiderman figurine in the office “Pumpkin Piederman” in honor of the upcoming Thanksgiving holiday. 

But seriously we get some freaking messed up customers at work. Fast-food workers deserve serious respect for putting up with some of the people we have to, real talk.