You know, this manager is really grinding my nerves now!

Today a worked a double shift and this morning I was told to make lettuce for salads. Okay, fine, I had never done it before, one person told be vaguely how to 'Just chop the lettuce and mix it all together.' The 'it' being lettuce, cabbage, and carrots. So, I do that, think something looks a bit off but to early, I did it, stuff it into the cooler for later.

Fast forward to night shift. I arrive from break and immdeitaly Sam calls be over before I can even clock in and ask, "why are there so many carrots?" "I did what I was told to and made lettuce, I messed up it seems. Sorry."

Sam just looks at me with this 'You are an idiot' look and she groans loudly then orders me to at the end of the shift to PICK OUT ALL THE CARROTS!

I look at her like wtf! Just spilt the damn tub a few times and you have enough lettuce for the damn week! She's my boss, what are I am going to do about it expect say "sure thing' and do it.

Thank god for Wayne at least, he knew she was making a big deal over something so freaking small. Told me not to worry and business went as usual. So about 8-ish pm I start picking out and I dod this for TWO F-ING HOURS! TWO!!

Seriously! We are closed by the time she says that's good, mix it with the other lettuce pan. I toss the now small bag of 'carrot salad' and a bigger bag of lettuce into the cooler.

What I thought was was going to be a good night went to crap all to quick. I walk in the door and its already hell. You know what! Sorry I'm human! Sorry we are programed to make mistakes! Alright? Deal with it! Not like I did heart surgery! For God's sake its a resturant buisness. Make the most of it... ugh.

I don't know how much longer I can deal with this. Getting the evil eye and 'you are an idiot look' all over a bunch of stupid carrots. You know, I'm sure all the deer around here will gladly eat it if you don't want it!

I'm going job hunting again... I hate food service, I'm sick of chomping at the bottom rung of the work force, I need my damn college degree.