May. 9th, 2008

gnutmeg: (stare)
So. Instead of going out to do the fun thing I had planned for today, I'm going to do it tomorrow. And today? I'm going to rip apart that fucking menu I was presented with. Which is an insult to me in so many ways it's a little stupid. Honestly. Do they think I'm that incapable of doing my job? Then why did they hire me back? Then why have I been BEGGED back to the position multiple times?

This is fucking ridiculous.


At least I have solid fucking reasons with evidence to back me up. Thank god for the Canada Food Guide.


And yeah, I'm still pissed off about this. It might seem silly to some of you, but I've been fighting the menu battle for THREE YEARS. My first year in Q they completely fucking changed it on me. Last year was much better, and I thought I'd gotten through to them. BUT. No.


It's okay. I've got Megan on my side. And I can probably get Chris on my side, too. >.> Yes, I'm being a manipulative little whore. What can I say, I don't like pretentious fucks who think they can push me around. I get enough of that at home.
gnutmeg: (piano)
It's been one of those days.




So, please, tell me something amazing that's happened to you recently. It can be anything, really, so long as it made you smile.