Because you shouldn't shake it, it's your primeval instincts flaring up to protect your sorry ass (yes, i say ass now because I'm in Canada - and it's so much easier to write).
Her name is Adelina, and she's a motherfuckin' bitch.
So she tells me to come in to the restaurant because I've got my first busboy job. I'm pretty over qualified but i go out and buy $85 worth of clothes to look the part. I turn up on time and get straight to work and all of a sudden i realise I'm doing basically the same job as a server (who gets paid more, and works less).
I am the bitch. But you know what, i don't mind at all. I'm working, money's coming in and not haemorrhaging from my wallet like it has for the last 3 months, like usual, i just get the job done.
The customers ask me 'where in England are you from?' Don't insult me you Paki bastards!!!
Haha, just kidding, they were lovely. We all joked and laughed and i had them onside more than the server. We bonded. It was magical.
At the end of the shift, i get handed $20 for my 'tipout'.
Hmmm.... $20 for 6 hours work. No break. No food. One Coke.
I'm hoping there's going to be a cheque coming along with this as well?
Short answer - no there isn't.
Here's what Adelina replied when i asked why i didn't get paid....
"Unfortunately last night was a trial shift, and you were shadowing the scheduled busser and therefore will not be paid. That was mentioned to you prior to coming in, therefore I apologize for any misunderstandings on your part"
To which i replied...
"Last night cost me $50 you idiot. At no point was the word 'trial' used. This is not a 'misunderstanding on my part."
So fuck you bitch, i hope they deport you back to the Ukraine where you can try and sell your banged up face for money but the only blokes who are going to be interested are the Ukranians who were holidaying in Chernobyl on the 26th of April in 1986.
0 Stars.
NB: For those intrigued by the star system, here's a quick breakdown...
5 Stars - Legend
4 Stars - Champ
3 Stars - Cool
2 Stars - Okay
1 Star - C*nt
0 Stars - Fucking C*nt
Can i get her digits? shes sounds fit and cool..
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