Sammehpants's blog: "Yay."

So Chase Tower is awesome. Kevin, the guy that interviewed me, said that a lot of really important people go through there. FBI, Secret Service, High Ranking Judges, "Rock stars", the mayor, the governor, people like that. So I'm pretty excited. I went up to the "High Roller's" floor, where people hold half a million dollar wedding receptions, and where famous people eat. Oh my god, it is so nice up there. I start training on Tuesday. I got all my paperwork and stuff done today. All I need to find is my high school diploma and take two tests online. Easy stuff. Sammy is happy. =] Copy and paste if you care to see where I work. http://www.endeavor-re.com/office/ChaseTower/ChaseTower.html

So I got the job. I have another interview tomorrow at Chase Bank on 6th at 10. I have training on Tuesday and Wednesday at the place off 360 from 9-4 I think is what she said. At first I'm gonna be working from 7a-7p Saturday and Sunday until I get some experience, then I'll be working full time, during the day, for 8 hour shifts instead of 12. Yay, huh? =]

Being single sucks. I'm gonna try to get out there and see what happens. No real hopes, but I'm gonna try. Wish me luck

Work sucked. My dad is an asshole. And lastly, to make my night so fucking wonderful, AJ fucking broke up with me. He doesn't know why he said he would marry me. Fuck this. Fuck you AJ.

So today at work was awesome. It was slow most of te day, then around 6 it got really busy. Like 10 orders non-stop. Stressful. After it slowed down a bit, at around 7, my manager asked if I was ready to go home. I told her I could stay, since I would be leaving at 8. She told me there were too many people working, and I was the first choice to leave early. Apparently I am doing a really good job for being there only 4 days. My managers all like me, which is a welcomed change. I bought 2 McFlurries and a Fudge sundae for $2.70. How pimp am I? Very pimp. Very. And my friend Karis and I are gonna hang out later tonight, or as soon as she gets to mi casa. So I'm about to leave then. Deuce.

So one of Max's friends came through the drive-thru today. Mama Jay I think is his display name. But yeah. So he ordered his food. He asked if McDonalds sold cigarettes, and when Alicia told him no, he got attitude and was like "I've never been to McDonalds before." WHATever!! So he was all like, "How much is it?" And we told him to drive up. He practically threw his credit card at me, and it took a second for me to get the screen up for credit cards, and under his breath he said "Can't work a fucking cash register?!" Oh my god. I fucking hate prissy ass fags like that. So I threw his credit card back at him, and told Alicia we should spit in his food. Ugh. But I had a good laugh after that. So, thank you Mama Jay, or whatever. You're the biggest asshole fag on earth.

iim drunk. some one help me.