I'm at school on the tiniest laptop in the world.
Last night I went to sleep at 1:30. It wasn't a good night. I don't know why I watched a scary movie before bed;
1) I hate scary movies,
2) It was a stupid movie. (Hide and Seek)
I fell asleep at 12:30 and then woke up from a terrible dream sobbing. I called Melissa and then finally fell asleep at 1:30. And then I woke up at 6:30 a.m.. I'm kind of tired. Boo for bad nights/bad dreams.
Why do scary movies intrigue us? Why do we pay money to be scared? I wish people actually read my blog so this could be a discussion. ;)
I'm going to talk about work for a minute (or two).
I like working at Taco Bell.
The way I look at it; I want to be a spanish major. I will be paying money to learn how to speak spanish. At Taco Bell, I am being paid to do what I want to major in.
With that being said, I get my fair share of... interesting... customers.
Yesterday I had this guy come in and order 12 tacos for a special deal we had. It's 10 cents more per taco for soft tacos.
I explained this to the guy when he said he wanted 12 soft tacos.
"Sir, is it okay that it will be 10 cents more per taco for the soft tacos? So, $1.20?"
"Ugh, I guess. And you mean $1.40, I understand, we all have our days."
I laughed awkwardly and said,
"Well, no. 12 soft tacos would be $1.20."
He laughed and looked down at the floor,
"Your generation and numbers... Okay, I'll get 8 soft tacos and 4 crunchy."
He raised his voice and looked at me,
"So that'll be 80 cents more for my soft tacos!"
He laughed and shook his head like I was stupid.
So now you know how to do math?
I wanted so badly to look at him and say, "Haha, oh, no worries. You can't count. We all have our days."
But I ust let it go. The customer is always right... (biggest lie in the book)
I've been reading Hosea lately.
In spanish.
It's quickly becoming one of my favorite books of the Bible.
Hasta pronto, blogue. Buenas suenos, espero que mejor que la mia. ;)
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