I work here

I’ve been working at my college pub for almost two years now. This being half of my college life, I feel safe saying that CAPS pub is like a second home to me.

Every time I walk into the place, I’m greeted with tons of friendly faces, whether they’re classmates, co-workers, or regulars. CAPS is my Cheers… everyone knows my name.

But then it happened…

I was prancing into the pub last week, when I was stopped by a newbie co-worker,

 

Can I see your ID? CAN I SEE YOUR ID? Are you f*cking kidding me?!#!*?!#!?!

Is my co-worker, who started working in September, seriously, asking me this question??

I was shocked, embarrassed------------------------no furious.

Pretending it was in my head, I continued walking, my face a little flushed.

He followed after me. I turned around and looked at him.

 

No reply. He just let me go. Did he believe me? I’m not too sure.

It has been days now and I’m still super peeved. How can we possible have people working at this pub that can’t even remember their own co-workers faces/names?

In his argument, I would say to my boss:

 

However, I’ve been working at the pub longer than he has and in my opinion, he’s my bytch.

Can I see your ID… oh please.

~The Journals of D…

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