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Well... I didn't feel too bad about working today, since it started raining around 2:30 and hasn't stopped since. I'm really starting to hate all this rain. If I didn't love the smell of it so much, I probably would've started hating it a lot sooner.
My pretzel burns are going to scar... stupid pretzel machine! It's now officially twice as evil as MacBeth the butter machine. I hereby condemn it to... um... to be permanently kept at 100 degrees, except when warming the pretzels at first. Today was a quite a slow day at work. They sent my fellow concessionist home at 1:30, so I spent another day alone. I ended up spending most of the day being a pseudo-usher too, since it was "Let's force the real usher to clean and mop all the theatres with no one in them" day. So, during one of the busier moments I was making more pretzels, and I had to run into the back to put the pretzels back in the freezer so they wouldn't thaw out. I was afraid someone would come in and I wouldn't tear their ticket, thus getting the usher in trouble, so I ran in the back, and as I was running out the safety mat (there for safety, to keep me from slipping) slipped out from underneath me and I fell right into the giant white trash can we use for the ice. It wasn't painful at all (I've gotten too used to getting hurt at work), but it was really funny. It's a good thing no one saw it. My managers already think I'm nuts. I almost had tomorrow off, because one of the other girls wanted a few more hours, but then she got into a car accident and won't be able to make it. It was really weird to hear that, but I guess she was alright. I blame this stupid weather, which is the fault of George W... therefore, she should sue Dubyah for the damages in the accident, I think.
At least I wasn't missing any of my bags, cups, or candy today. I guess it's better when I'm afraid that I'm off, because I was almost certain that I'd forgotten to give someone their skittles. But the managers admit that sometimes they don't count everything right. Darn this confusing job. They changed all the buttons on the screen today, and left off the plain M&Ms and the Skittles. And they changed the colours, so now everything's these freaky almost-neon shades. It's quite painful to the eyes. And they changed all the popcorn and drinks to their ounce sizes rather than small, medium, and large. I never knew that the popcorn tub was 170oz. I could've sworn it held only about a scoop more than the large, if that, because I had to dump a large into the tub once. I think they're lying. The only thing they left the same was the medium popcorn, which makes things really weird because now the buttons go 46oz, Medium Popcorn, 120oz. Who measures popcorn in ounces, anyway? I mean.. fluid ounces? That doesn't make any sense!
Bah, there's another tornado going through the county above us. Stupid weather. I bet it's going to storm again here. Oh well, as long as the theatre doesn't get hit by anything too bad we're going to see Pirates of the Carribean tonight. That ought to be interesting. Johnny Depp is rather scary.
My pretzel burns are going to scar... stupid pretzel machine! It's now officially twice as evil as MacBeth the butter machine. I hereby condemn it to... um... to be permanently kept at 100 degrees, except when warming the pretzels at first. Today was a quite a slow day at work. They sent my fellow concessionist home at 1:30, so I spent another day alone. I ended up spending most of the day being a pseudo-usher too, since it was "Let's force the real usher to clean and mop all the theatres with no one in them" day. So, during one of the busier moments I was making more pretzels, and I had to run into the back to put the pretzels back in the freezer so they wouldn't thaw out. I was afraid someone would come in and I wouldn't tear their ticket, thus getting the usher in trouble, so I ran in the back, and as I was running out the safety mat (there for safety, to keep me from slipping) slipped out from underneath me and I fell right into the giant white trash can we use for the ice. It wasn't painful at all (I've gotten too used to getting hurt at work), but it was really funny. It's a good thing no one saw it. My managers already think I'm nuts. I almost had tomorrow off, because one of the other girls wanted a few more hours, but then she got into a car accident and won't be able to make it. It was really weird to hear that, but I guess she was alright. I blame this stupid weather, which is the fault of George W... therefore, she should sue Dubyah for the damages in the accident, I think.
At least I wasn't missing any of my bags, cups, or candy today. I guess it's better when I'm afraid that I'm off, because I was almost certain that I'd forgotten to give someone their skittles. But the managers admit that sometimes they don't count everything right. Darn this confusing job. They changed all the buttons on the screen today, and left off the plain M&Ms and the Skittles. And they changed the colours, so now everything's these freaky almost-neon shades. It's quite painful to the eyes. And they changed all the popcorn and drinks to their ounce sizes rather than small, medium, and large. I never knew that the popcorn tub was 170oz. I could've sworn it held only about a scoop more than the large, if that, because I had to dump a large into the tub once. I think they're lying. The only thing they left the same was the medium popcorn, which makes things really weird because now the buttons go 46oz, Medium Popcorn, 120oz. Who measures popcorn in ounces, anyway? I mean.. fluid ounces? That doesn't make any sense!
Bah, there's another tornado going through the county above us. Stupid weather. I bet it's going to storm again here. Oh well, as long as the theatre doesn't get hit by anything too bad we're going to see Pirates of the Carribean tonight. That ought to be interesting. Johnny Depp is rather scary.
