$%&@!!!

Arrrrrrrgggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Here it is Saturday night, and once again between Thur, Fri and tonight I didn't even come close to clearing $100 in tips. I really need to find a new place to deliver for. Between the shitty tips, and the complete bullshit rules there are at Dominos, I almost walked off the job tonight. I got dicked by my new manager misquoting the price of an order that I delivered, so I didn't get a tip, AND I lost the part of the delivery charge that I get! But here's the one good story i have from tonight. A few stops after the one I lost money on, I arrived at a new customer's house. A kid answered the door, and I handed him the pizzas and told him the total, he said he would go get the money from his mom. While I was waiting, his little brother came to the door. He told me he had a dollar for me. He took his Velcro wallet out of his pocket, and after struggling a bit to get it open, he pulled out the one dollar he had in it and tried handing it to me. I told him that he should hold on to his money, but he still kept holding it out for me to take. Not being one to take money from kids, I tried protesting again. But he firmly held out the dollar bills, looked me dead in the eyes and said in a calm manner "I don't want it!" So I took it, figuring it was my "tip", and still feeling bad for taking it, he turned to walk away, but then turned back to me and said "Thank you!", then smiled at me, and then walked away. His mom did tip me, a lousy $0.78, but that kid made up for it. However I will be trying to find a new place to deliver for, as I got some very sad news yesterday. Monica is being transferred to the Gurnee location, so tonight was the last time I will see her. It was very sad for me, I feel like I'm losing a friend. When she was leaving tonight, I told her it was good knowing her, and she just kinda blew it off and said goodbye. Ouch. It's almost like not having April to talk to, but not quite, well kinda, because at least I got to actually physically speak with, and see Monica. But no longer, damn. So I will be searching for a new job, and hopefully i can hand back my stupid hat and stupid shirt, and tell Domino's to shove them somewhere rather uncomfortable ("like the back of a Volkswagen?", hee hee, thankyou Mallrats). Until then, I will grit my teeth, and suck it up like an adult. Hating every moment of it. On that note, I am going to imbibe some beer, tok some wacky green stuff, listen to some music, and try to relax a bit before what I hope is a proper lazy Sunday.

Peace out y'all, and I hope you are all doing well.

P.S. April, will I ever get to talk with you again? 12 years was a long time to wait, and I really hope it isn't another 12 years until we talk again. I hope things are going better for you!