My boss gave me a mission, take the car to the car wash, because criminals stole the car, it has been retrieved, and now the car is painted in fingerprint powder. Its black all over, inside and out.
The funny part of the day was, when I was sitting in the car wash, whilst the washer was hosing off the car. It hit me. The water. The car is not waterproof. I was soaked. Don't know why I took a shower this morning...
My problem is not taking the car to get cleaned, my problem is the cleaner demanding money. I've already paid for the service, and a tip is always needed fort someone who works hard and gets paid the minimum of minimum wage. But the way he "asked" for money is ridiculous and almost offensive.
He is slow, he loses concentration the whole time, and then walks around to go chit-chat with every one.
On a high note, my best friend started working with me today, as a waitress. She lost her job, and I thought that she might need spending money, so, I kind of forced her. Peer pressure works like a charm.
She'll get is easily, we've waited together before. And she made enough money today for two packets of cigarettes.
Last night we designed a new menu, the one at the restaurant is a bit outdated. She did most of the work. I supervised. Smiley face.
Now to get it to the owner.
Challenge accepted.
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