My day: Saw What to Expect When You're Expecting, Mall employees and customers are ridiculous, Blue Exorcist manga

I went to mall at 10AM. I had to clock-in
to work at 2:15 PM. I didn't feel
like walking to work today, so that's
why I went to the mall very early just
to catch a ride with my brother. I killed
time by reading Blue Exorcist. I must
say the anime is really good O_O
I know there's an anime of it. I just
haven't watched it xD

(D.Grayman should be an ongoing
anime. = 3=)


My sister picked me up from work
and we decided to go to the movies.
I haven't been to the movies in a long time :[
We watched What to Expect When You're Expecting.
The movie is good and I really like it!

What really drew me into the movie

was Matthew Morrison because I am

a huge Glee fan XDD The movie was quite
funny too!

I thought Jennifer Lopez should totally

marry the guy who acted as her husband

in the movie. I don't know his name, but

yeah. (I have this big issue with people

dating others that are over aged or

extremely underaged than them.)

After movies, my sister and our friend,

Maly, went to grab late dinner at

Applebees. The last time I ate was

around 1:30 PM, which was before
I headed into work. I ordered grilled
jalepeno lime shrimp. The portion was
a fair size (300 calories) but to me, it was
pricey. Roughly $12. We also ordered
dessert as well because I was craving
for dessert. We had Blue Ribbon Brownie.
It was deeeeliiicious! *w*



Work has gotten more strict... and
I'm having that feeling of quitting
soon. I'm having thoughts about
quitting that place. I'm not enjoying
working there anymore. I really
wish I had a better job than what
I have right now. But a job is a job.
I need to make my own money to
stay in college.

My co-workers are getting in trouble

instead of me, and I really hate that.

I think my bosses should tell me

straight in my face whenver they receive a

customer complaint about me or

I did something wrong. They always turn
to my co-workers, who have worked
there for 2+ years, and tell them that
they received a complaint about me
from a customer(s) or I did something
wrong. My bosses only do that
because they expect my co-workers
to act like role models towards me.
I feel like I'm being a burden towards
everyone. Customers complain that I don't

do such and such right. You fucktards

don't even work there. How can

you tell what I am doing is wrong

or right? =__= SHUT THE FUCK UP.

I don't even understand what I am

doing wrong. I don't even THINK I

am doing anything wrong. Oh, and

my coworker said a lot of mall employees

do not like coming during my hours

because I am doing such and such

wrong. I don't care. Don't come.
I find it absolutely ridiculous that customers
are complaining that I'm doing this and that
wrong. I believe that I am not doing
anything wrong. I don't think those fucktards
even have a right to judge my performance
when they clearly do not work where I work
at. You simply come, order, and go.
You don't make shit.

PEOPLE ARE FUCKING

RIDICULOUS.

I hate fucking... stocktonians.

Verbally threatened by a ghetto customer

My coworker and I were verbally threatened

today by a ghetto customer. This customer

called my coworker a bitch and that she has

a nasty attitude. I told her to please don't say

that about my coworker and the girl starts

causing a huge commotion in front of our

work place. My coworker calls security

and the ghetto chick leaves with her ghetto

buddy telling us that we're going to die tonight,

we need to watch our backs because it's stockton,

and she's going to kill us.

Uhm, we live and work in Stockton, dumbass.

How can we not know, stupid >_>

Security came and my coworker told them

what happened and writtened a report.

 And we had a witness that said," She did

verbally threatened them. I heard it. "

SO HAH, BITCH!!

Security written down their car license number.

They called a police department to come down.

 If those retards think they can get away, they are wrong.

Ghetto people will never grow the fuck up.

They will always have a mind of a fucking

6th grader.

Got into an argument with a customer

I wanted to burn that douchebag alive.
Or push him into a fucking grinder or in
front of a fucking train. Some gruesome shit.

This customer was a complete DUMBASS.

So was his douchebag buddy.

/FACE PALM.

An old lady got mad at me for charging her wrong.
It was on accident and she was like," WHY DOES
YOUR OWNER RIGHT HERE *POINTING*
CHARGE ME $3.75? " I cut into her talk
and said," Alright. It's $3.75 now. " I didn't apologize
because I didn't feel sorry. I DIDN'T GIVE
A FUCK ACTUALLY. She's a rude old hag.
DROP DEAD NOW. She's freaking weird too.
She claims to be part chinese when she looks
completely caucasian. She's like," Can you tell that I'm
chinese? " I said," Uh.... No. " She said," My uncle is part
chinese. " WEIRD BITCH. Then she adds that
she's part korean too. Duhhh hell?

I fucking hate people who claim to be
12836218 different ethnicities /)_-

April Pictures #5

I walk into work and right then Elisa

tells me that she received a customer

complaint about me.

FUCK YOU, CUSTOMER.

Elisa told me she's a mall employee.

I asked where she works at and she

told me not to worry about it.

HAH. I would love to find out

who the hell she is.

The things customers do to get

something free -__- *sigh*



I am off to study~

Old people who can't fucking read a damn menu

RETARDED HAG: I'll have a peach mango. Small.

Me: Ok, your total will be $3.50.

RETARDED HAG: No. It says $4.50.

Me: Are you looking at the Lo-cal?

RETARDED HAG: Yeah. What's the difference?

Me: We have a Lo-cal and a regular type.

RETARDED HAG: *gets irritated* Wait, what? You know what?

Just get me whatever. I'll take the regular.

Me: *annoyed as fuck because she couldn't decide
and had me refunding/switching prices on the register fuckin 3 times* Okay, $3.50.

RETARDED HAG: .... It says 90 cents up there.

Me: Uhm.... it's $3.50.

RETARDED HAG: *hands me her debit card* Why is it 90?!

Me: Go pick it up at the left window >_>

RETARDED HAG: Why is it 90?! Do you see that?!

Me: *not looking/ignoring*

RETARDED BITCH: Do you see that?! Why is it 90!?

Me: *ignoring*

THE NUMBER ON THE BOTTOM IS

FUCKING CALORIES COUNT, GENIUS.

WE DON'T HAVE SHIT FOR 90 CENTS.

She was talking so fucking loud. I was like," Why the hell is

she yelling at me. " CALM THE FUCK DOWN. I don't know how to explain the

difference of low-cal and regular if it explains itself. -__-

What a dumb question I get from customers.
If you're ordering a fucking low-calorie, fucking say it.

I derno what the fuck you want. I can't read minds.

We recently changed our menu prices and we definitely

did not put anything up there that says 90 cents >___>

FUCKING STUPID OLD HAG. UGHHH!!!!!kaljdlkas

I HOPE YOU TRIP AND DIE. She was with her daughter

or whatever she is. She needs to keep a leash on that barking bitch.

She's so fucking dumb!! What really pissed me off

is her yelling and stupidity! In the end, she said thank you.

I didn't respond to that because she needed to GET THE

FUCK OUT OF MY SIGHT ALREADY and she's not
welcome. I wasn't even going to deal with her bitching.
If you're rude to me, I'll treat you the same.

Work today was not going good because she

ruined my mood.

Grouchy bitchy customers

So I had two fucking grouchy customers

who were upset about my service. LOOOL.

They came off rude just because of our

50 cent debit/credit card fee. I can't

do anything about the fee. And it's

only fucking 50 cents. WHAT HARM

CAN FUCKING 50 CENTS DO!?

Go use the fucking ATM that charges

a fee of $3.00. COMPLAIN ABOUT THAT

FAT FUCK.

I told her that she can go to the left

to get her drinks. Then her and daughter

(or whatever shit she is) asks us," Can I get

whip cream with this? " I said," It'll be 50 cents. "

She rolled her eyes and gave attitude and said to

her mom or whatever fat fuck she is," It's FIFTY. CENTS. "

And the fat fuck said," Well, they better put the

whip cream on it. " I just ignored her.

She was going to give me a $1.00 but took it

back and said," Nah, they don't deserve this. *laughs* ".

So she takes her damn time getting 50 cents in change.

I'm continue working because we had other customers

waiting. I WANT TO FUCKING DROWN THEM.

She was just sooo fucking rude.

Don't fucking come to our business if you're

just going to throw a bitch fit just to get

something free. She ruined my fucking day.

They said I was being rude and ignoring them.

Only because I had other customers's orders

to handle so they need to fucking wait.

They asked if my manager was here.

My co-worker said no.

I am going to get shit tomorrow.

I'm pretty sure those fucking customers

will be back tomorrow.

I don't bother trying to explain the situation

to my managers if they ask me because

they won't even care ONE BIT about

what I'll say. Waste of my damn breath.

I'm just going to be like," Yeah, it's exactly

what the customer told you *rolls eyes* ".

Then I have to hear their yap-traps yapping

and telling me that I have to be nice to customers

and do what the customers want me to do.

It's not like they care about the customers anyways.

My parents and my brother departing to VN

I didn't attend school today.

I woke up feeling dizzy and sluggish.

I swallowed an Advil pill and went back to sleep.

Mom cooked me porridge~

Since my mom will be gone for a month,

I have to take over the house cleaning and cooking. *SIGH*

I can't even cook either, besides simple things.

My younger brother and I will starve (    ' __ ')".

Ripping off customers 'cause I can

Work today was terrible.

Right when I come in, I had a couple customer

who were just fucking rude.

WHORE: "I want ____."

WHORE: "Make ___ instead, ok?"

WHORE: "Ok?"

FAG: I want ____ ok?

Me: ......

Me: Go pick it up over there >_> -points-
DOUCHEBAGS: -looking at me and standing in front
of register like why am I having an attitude and eventually
walk away-

BITCH I WANT A CAR AND A HOUSE.
YOU SEE WHAT I DID THERE?

Anyway LOL, I decided to be evil and an asshole back.

I gave them less pearls in their drinks.

And they're looking at their drinks like,"

Why is there a little bit? " I'm just thinking,"
Well bitches. You get what you pay for. "

They left. AND THEY BETTER NOT

COME BACK.

I do not need to be fuckin told 3 times

to make this and that. I already heard

it for the FIRST time and I definitely

don't need to be told multiple times.

Don't fucking treat me like

I don't know how to do my fucking job.

I fucking work there and you don't.

SO SHUT THE FUCK UP.
WHAT THE HELL DO YOU KNOW
ABOUT HOW THE BUSINESS RUNS.

I wouldn't have been a devil if you
two weren't impolite. Learn fucking manners.

Just because I work there doesn't

mean I HAVE to be nice to you.

I don't care if my managers tell me

that I must be nice to every customer.

NAH, FUCK THAT. Don't expect

me to be nice to you if you can't be nice/

polite to me. That's how all my co-workers

feel. Piss me off and I will overcharge you.
No refunds, bitch.

My managers always agree with the customers.

If they get a complaint from a customer

or the mall manager, they lecture us.

ITS FUCKING IRRITATING.

My managers don't understand the shit

we go through. They always tell us

to be nice. We don't listen. Screw them.

They never back us up. They think the

customers are ALWAYS right.

My bosses don't even care if customers
are impolite to us. They can be fucking
dumbasses.

Managers are money-hungry though =_=

Customers who do not know how to order

You don't facking say "GIVE ME" or "I WANT".

Bish, GIVE ME a car. I WANT a car. >___>

I will poison your shit.

Package from Mexyshop.myshopify.com

The long wait has end.

I'm a little disappointed in the shirt because

the shirt looked loose on the model.

I didn't think it would be tight fitting on the waist.

It's white and kind of see through, which means

I have to wear a tank top under -_-

Will I order from Mexyshop again?
Nope.

So my day at work was okay and irritating because of facking Elisa (manager).

I hate her even more now. I sometimes wish she should drop dead.

She got mad at me today because I was doing my math homework.

She told me," Michelle, I don't want to pay you for studying.
You should do that at home. You should be standing next to the register

and talking to customers. " DA FACK? I was fucking pissed.

Why the hell do I need to chit chat with customers >_>.

So she was throwing complaints at Jay in Korean. Jay told

me," Michelle, don't do your studying when she's here.

It's okay if she's not here. " I just apologized to him.

I didn't see me doing homework as a problem at work.

My co-workers hate Elisa. As well as other mall employees do too.

Elisa has freaking sand in her ass. I just wanted to shoot her today (if I could).
She doesn't know shit about her business but she acts like she does.
She acts like the main manager because she can speak English better than
Jay (her husband). Her English isn't even that great. She sounds FOB even
though she was born in San Jose. I. FUCKING. HATE. HER.

Customers that fuck me over

So a customer ordered a taro boba drink.
She said she wants it with a little bit of boba.

I said sure. I repeated her order and she nodded yes.

I give her drink and she leaves. Then a couple minutes later,

she returns back and fucking says," I told you to put less sugar and a lot of boba. "

DA FUCKING FUCK!?!! SO I GOT FUCKING PISSED!!!

DO YOU NOT KNOW HOW TO SPEAK ENGLISH RIGHT OR WHAT!?

OR DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IS TAPIOCA PEARLS AND SUGAR IS.

I said," Really? You said with less boba. "

She didn't say anything. Her mom gives me shit.

I just gave her a fucking death look and my manager Elisa took over.

The customer bought another taro boba drink.
Elisa made it for her.

And the mom complains about the way I acted towards them and how her daughter wanted less sugar.

FUCK YOUUUUUUU.

And fucking Elisa gives me a fucking lecture aksdjslak I felt

like she was my mom and I was even more pissed!!

She's like," If a customer tells you to do whatever, just do it. "

" If a customer says they want less sugar, use the water right here because the

tea powders already have a lot of sugar in them. " and a bunch more crap!!

ajksdnskadnaklsdnas FUUUCKKKKKK SO FUCKING PISSED.

Then she fucking throws in," If a customer complains to the manager of the mall and the manager comes to me, then my business is affected. I don't want that to happen. "

SHE ALWAYS FUCKING MENTIONS ABOUT HER BUSINESS GETTING AFFECTED.

FUCKING ANNOYS ME!!!

She only cares about money plus the business and not her employees.

Which why I like my other manager, who is also her husband, Jay.

Everyone that works there likes Jay better.

Because fucking Elisa always fucking preaching about her business getting affected because of us being rude.

SHUT THE FUCK UP.

She doesn't make any fucking sense either.

We do what the customer wants us, and they complain, and then Elisa fucking gives one of us shit.

If she wants us to do what the customer wants, then why am I or the other workers getting in trouble.

LIKE WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT US TO DO? >____>

Baked a bunch of cupcakes

I baked a whole bunch of cupcakes for my sister because

she's has a Halloween party tomorrow with her other family =__=

I really didn't want to do it..

She told me to bake cupcakes for her and

 when she gets home she'll decorate them.

She came home pretty late so she didn't have the energy to decorate them.

I am so not decorating them.
All that baking already took my homework and study time today!! >:[

I don't know how she will decorate ALL those cupcakes before her Halloween party.

Tomorrow she has work and she won't have much time to

decorate those cupcakes because she needs to get ready for

her Halloween party and other things.

She does things that she doesn't even have time for.

It irritates me. >___>
My mom agrees with this same issue.

My sister pretty much wastes her money.
She buys a lot of supplies and most of them end up
unused and saved for next year or some other holiday.

She wants to do all these things for holidays

but they don't turn out to what she expects.

It angers me because she makes me do them.

AND I DON'T WANT TO DO THEM SINCE SHE'S THE ONE

WHO BUYS THE SUPPLIES AND WANTS TO DO
THESE TREATS OR SOME OTHER CRAP.

NOT ME!!!

So tomorrow, she's going to be stressing

because of all those cupcakes she told me to bake.

Heh. Not my problem.