021Worst Fucking Day of the Year

posted by Jiggy on February 25th, 2007

Since hitting adulthood, I have never been a big fan of my birthday. For the most part I don’t like any day where who I am to my friends and family gets replaced with a number. That maybe over simplifying things a little bit but on your birthday all people see is your age. As if that wasn’t enough of a reason to dislike this day, going to work made it even worse.

I arrived at work to find that the slightly damaged popcorn popper we had stopped working completely. When our electrician arrived to look at it, he couldn’t tell what the problem was, but got the popper to a limping point of putting out one batch every 15 minutes.  So I called my boss to see what could be done, all the while having little popcorn to sell. by the end of the night we were able to set up getting a temporary one brought down from vegas tomorrow morning. That was the best news I heard all day. I then got chewed out by a customer who one of my employees told her how much he dislikes her son. Not to mention all the other customers yelling at me for not having popcorn for them or having to wait 15-30 minutes to get it. All of this by 5 o’clock. After the 7:45 showing of Epic Movie I find that one of the teenage punks who visit my theater broke off one side of a seat back and twisted it around the arm rest so the seat was sitting in the aisle. While in the process of removing and replacing both the back and arm rest of the seat I get an employee running in to tell me that there is a fire in the womens restroom. We were able to contain it before it became a big problem but half my building still smells like smoke. Keep in mind while fixing the chair and putting out the fire I am still having to take breaks to go get yelled at by more customers.

By the time I was done I had made a new goal. I want to spend every birthday from here on out locked in my room sleeping. I think if I could do that, then maybe February 24th will no longer be my worst day of the year.