In the first semester of college, I had one friend besides a friend I had made in high school, but she lived an hour away and could not drive at the time, so she was almost out of the question most of the time. The one friend I really had was someone I just talked to sometimes after hours at college classes. She was not really a real friend, I was mainly a loaner anyway so this did not entirely matter much, I was working anyway so I had fewer times to be with friends.
As far as my McDonald's job went, I applied for other jobs the second I moved, and finally was offered a job at a pizza place, because it was not worth it to take one hour to drive to work for 4 hours of work. I was just so tired of commuting, college took 45 minutes to get there anyway. The job took its sweet time calling me after I resigned from working at McDonald's, and it was difficult writing my first resignation for a job I had worked at for 6 months, especially when they treated me well. I just wanted some change in my life. So, in mid-September of 2012, I was learning how to be a waitress for a boss that treated me like an idiot. He yelled at me constantly for doing things, or not doing things, or just about anything really. He enjoyed talking down to me, and on my last day he did not apologize for accidentally hitting me over the head with a baking pan, when I was sure he heard me say "Ouch!" as I was right behind him when it happened. He started yelling at me in front of the customers coming in, and telling me how incompetent I was, so I took his washcloth, handed it to him with my apron, saying "I quit, I will be back in two days for my paycheck, with a clean uniform to hand you." This was at the end of my second week working for him.
He ended up saying "Come back for your check on Monday." Something I hated him saying, because he smiled through saying that, while also acting like he was the one with the power in the situation. When I wish I had told him how much of a jerk he was and I should have called the Better Business Bureau on him. I called on Monday, and he said he did not have the check for me that day. I came in on Tuesday without calling, with my mom next to me, because I just knew he was going to say something to set me off if I came in alone. In the end I almost wished I came in alone, so I could roundhouse kick him in the face. I was near Black belt when I quit Tae Kwon Do, and had gotten trophies for doing well in the last few testings. I was sure I could take him.
I walked into the restaurant (Hell hole). The second he saw me, he looked like he was going to say something to me before he saw my mother. He ended up just taking his sweet time with writing my check that he had told me he would have a day ago. He finally hands me my check and tells me "I'm sorry you're not with us anymore."
I take the check, and walk out the door saying "I'm not." That was my last laugh, besides the fact that I now stick my tongue out whenever I see that pizza place on my way to Walmart.
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