[I Constantly Thank God for Esteban-Panic at the Disco]
i got my new official name tag at work yesterday. it says "Kayla, student supervisor in-training" and i felt special. but as soon as i put it on and i was left alone, terrible stuff started to go down. its not like ive never been left in charge before. i have, and i have done just fine. its like i put on the dumb nametag and stuff started to go wrong. brummett burned just about everything he put in the oven. he didnt break down pizza right. he didnt stock sicilians right. none of that is terrible, but it just makes it look like i cant keep things going correctly on my own. melissa flipped out and started yelling cuz she popped the steam ovens door off while cleaning it. and then, to top it all off, brummett walks over and says "how do you clean up pizza sauce?" and im like "wow, how stupid is this kid? uhh with a rag.." and he says "nooo.. i think you should come see this." he had spilled an entire container of pizza sauce across the floor. this is not some tiny little can of sauce im speaking of. this is a big multiple-gallon bucket full. and i am just like "W.T.F.?" he makes me so mad, mostly just because he is effing STUPID. his brain must look like swiss cheese from all the drugs he does, and i honestly dont know how he remembers to breathe on his own. all in all, they werent terrible tragedies. i managed to fix them all fairly well. its just the fact that things could be so.. overwhelming and people can be so...stupid. and when my boss got back she goes "kayla, you look slightly... frazzled." and i was just like "gah, you have no idea."
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