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First order of business: I am sick. Like, pass out standing up, constantly in the bathroom, vomit my eyeballs out sick. I have called work and my assistant manager has said he will try to work things out, but I just get this feeling in my gut there is nothing I can do.
And so I am going to get chewed out by the General Manager.
For being sick.
Fuck you, Marbella.
Secondly: SOMEBODY PLEASE TELL ME
WHO IN THEIR RIGHT FUCKING MIND THINKS THAT THE BEST WAY TO PREPARE A TACO IS TO DEEP-FRY THAT SONOFABITCH?
Seriously, to this DAY I don't understand it, and I now have a heat blister on my thumb to prove how little I understand it.
And so I am going to get chewed out by the General Manager.
For being sick.
Fuck you, Marbella.
Secondly: SOMEBODY PLEASE TELL ME
WHO IN THEIR RIGHT FUCKING MIND THINKS THAT THE BEST WAY TO PREPARE A TACO IS TO DEEP-FRY THAT SONOFABITCH?
Seriously, to this DAY I don't understand it, and I now have a heat blister on my thumb to prove how little I understand it.