so I had a REALLY strange night at work. a few things:

I burnt a whole pan of wheat rolls and I didn’t realize it until after we closed. I took them into the back and one of the guys put it in his pants and pretended that he had a giant black penis.

This same guy decided to lecture me on how white girls that have dated black guys are “spoiled meat.” I then proceeded to tell him that I myself have gone out with a black guy, and he laughed at me for a good ten minutes before telling me that no respectable white man will want to date me now.

Me, the racist guy, and one of the other guys started singing “Build Me Up Buttercup” very loudly in the back, only to realize that we had a long line of customers outside the door that were singing and dancing along with us.

The other guy that was singing always addresses people as “yo,” “dude,” or “man,” so we decided to create a superhero named Yodudeman that looks just like him.

One of the guys whistled at a girl, but a man thought that it was directed at him. Hilarity ensued.

and that was my night. Now I have to go in at 10am tomorrow (as opposed to 12pm) because the girl that usually comes in requested to have the day off. So instead I’m working with this chick who thinks she’s a “chef” because she’s pursuing an Associate’s Degree in Culinary Arts (which is all fine and dandy, but she never shuts the fuck up about it and acts like she’s better than everyone else because she’s a “professional”). She also thinks that, in a state of nature, all humans are black, and God turns the sinners white. So tomorrow should be REALLY fun.