For the first time since starting at Gelare, I actually felt like quitting yesterday. Maybe it's because I'm feeling unwell, or just simply did not want to be there. Seeing four people working in a much smaller, similar store (Gloria Jean's Cafe and Wendy's in this case) when we only have 2-3 and almost double the traffic, if not more, it really makes me question if the pay is worth it. Don't get me wrong, it's perfectly possible to work with the number we have, but it means having to push ourselves every time it gets busy, and it can get annoying when a mistake happens. Simply put, Perth customers are fuckheads. 'Scuse the french, but 75-80% of people here complain and complain and complain and complain. We're doing the best we fucking can and all you do is complain. Die in a fire. Thanks.

I know I reached my limit at work when I actually swore at a customer. We called out that his mango smoothie was done. He didn't pick it up. Called it again, he didn't pick it up. We're too busy to monitor each and every person who gets their order (another reason why we should have more workers on). So when someone else took his smoothie, he had a shitfit at Caren, which was stupid and uncalled for. What was worse was his English was so badly broken, even among the Indian standard. So I thought I'd be diplomatic about it and made his smoothie right away. It took 1-2mins. Tops. When I went to give it to him, he had the nerve to say "At last." That just sent me over the edge, and I said to him, straight to his face "Fuck you too." He just looked at me and I walked away. I mean, I've joked about it and stuff, but that was the first ever time I actually swore at a customer. Maybe it was the harsh way he was talking to my friend, or the fact that he was being a narcissistic asswipe, but he really pissed me off.

I feel so drained right now...The only thing keeping me at work is the people there. /endrant

A good friend of mine has been looking really down lately, and it's bothering me. They're the kind of person who almost always has a smile on their face, and for the first time since meeting them, they have started going into deep, contemplatively-blank stares into space with a frown on their face. Something tells me it has something to do with the opposite sex, as most of those blank stares usually have to do with that. Deep thinking of "what-ifs" and "maybes". Perhaps I'm overthinking it and it really is nothing, but when I sense something is wrong, I'm usually right about it...

I really wish they would open up to me. I want to help, but they're blocking me out. I know that I have no right to pry into their personal life, but I really am concerned about their wellbeing. It would be nice to call them a close friend rather than just a good friend, but I doubt that will happen until they open up to me... Maybe that sounds a bit like blackmail or whatever, but it's the truth I guess... I can only really feel as if someone is a 'close' friend of mine if we share our thoughts and worries with each other. Real friends help each other out, right? Maybe I'm pushing too hard on them... Well, whatever it is that is bothering them, I hope it gets resolved soon, with or without me.

Today I'll end with a nice quote I found...

"Love is giving someone the power to destroy you...but trusting them not to." -Unknown