Tips... They make work exciting

Maybe things like that turn you on~

-maybe you felt that for yourself-

I don't know what everyone is complaining about. I love working in the fast food industry. (Well, except for the awful smell you can't scrub off.) .... (And the terrible wages.)

I think that fast food businesses are so much more laid back then say, a grocery store or a retirement home (my previous and current jobs). Those other jobs have so many strict rules. And the actual 'job' itself contains very little excitement. The most exhilaration I've felt at any of my cashiering jobs was when a 'gang' of kids jumped my boss -and I missed most of the battle because I was checking!

At Pizza Hut semi-exciting things happen everyday. There are always angry customers to watch get angry and yell or act bizarrely impolite to fellow co-workers. The interesting characters I call my co-workers have incredibly interesting stories about fantastically disastrous lives they live. And I think fighting for tips is the funnest thing in the whole world.

I mean, at my Walmart job I can force myself to try to make people smile and like me when they go through my line. But the only thing I receive in return for my efforts is the 'satisfaction' in making someone happy.

At Pizza Hut I also try to make people smile, laugh, and like me. And if I succeed I receive MONEY. And that, my friends, is true satisfaction. There is nothing more exciting then finding a ten or twelve dollar tip on your table of 5. Or even a crisp five dollar bill after a table of two who only ordered salad. OR, if you're really lucky, (and flirt a little with the rodeo boys), you can get a thirty dollar tip!

No one has ever tipped me at Walmart. Except one kid who kindly grunted, 'keep the change' when I tried to hand him a nickel.

In conclusion, I would rather work at a Pizza Hut any day over a Walmart.

Walmart sucks my soul. Pizza Hut feeds it.

Walmart gives me two breaks and a lunch. Pizza hut gives me free cheese sticks.

Walmart is a cold, cement playground without any trees.

Pizza hut is a dysfunctional rainbow.

I think I've made my point.

Dear God, please send me a lover

Do you want to be....

MY ANGEL?

Give it up to me.

I want to fall in love so dang bad. It's all I ask for from God, -besides help to find my lost keys or debit card or something.

I am doing everything I possible can NOT to look for it. I don't believe in looking for love. I'm hoping finding love is just like finding a best friend. It just happens. Besides, looking for love only awards you more feelings of desperateness. In my experience anyway.

Lately, I've been thinking that maybe you have to do something other then just wait. I mean, all my friends have been in love before. Or at least thought they were in love before. I have never even had a moment where I thought I could even slightly be in love. I've had my share of boyfriends, sure. A few of them are still close friends. But never love, in the dating sense.

And jeeze, I HAVE to be doing something wrong to want love this badly and still turn up without it. I mean, I can't make it happen, but it seems so easy for everyone else.

I've never meant anything to anyone.

Is it so much to wish for?

Like I said, I'm not going out and about like some tramp to find a boyfriend as soon as possible and force love into them. And I would never go into a relationship thinking that 'it's love'.

I just want a friend of a friend to like me, get to know me, become friends with me, date me, and slowly fall in love with me. This is my ideal scenario. Of course, love NEVER happens like you imagine when you're young. *sigh* If only.

And lastly, I know when I finally fall in love and get crushed, or become inter-twined in a relationship gone bad, I will read this and laugh at myself.

I can see myself saying, "Wow you were an idiot. Thinking love was so simple. I would do anything to be 18 again, stupid and naive. Not yet broken."

Yep. I can admit it. I'm naive. So what. I can dream I guess, while I still can.

P.S:

YES I AM JELOUS OF ALL YOU PEOPLE IN LOVE!

MY SNEERS AT YOU IS THE SINCEREST FORM OF FLATTERY!

QUIT MAKING ME MISERABLE!