I know, I know, we're not on poster tour anymore, but I really just wanted to share with you our ridiculous experience of returning our truck to the warehouse yesterday.
It was very surreal -- when we walked in the door, chad, cindy and amanda were small talking and none of them said hi or looked us in the eye, they just started mumbling instructions about returning our computer parts. Then the proceeded to admonish us for having lost the boxes to our computer and receipt printer (watch out, y'all!), and then we got hasseled by Diane for almost an hour for the way that we handled our finances. The whole time, they treated us like scum and were rude and distant. And then, after we had returned everything and sorted out all our expense receipts, they asked us if we needed a shuttle to the airport and then, and only then, when we announced that we would be walking out to the road in front of the warehouse and sticking out our thumbs, did they show any ounce of compassion. Amanda said that she was about to start crying and walked to her desk with her head her in hands and Cindy and Chad made a display of concern. NOW they're concerned for us -- now, when we're about to do something we've done 100 times before and are totally at ease with, not when we called crying because we were working ourselves to death. Thanks, BTW.
We're wondering, though, if hitchhiking in front of the warehouse makes us a legend?
Why were you working yourselves to death?
ReplyDeleteLast year Chad gave me and my partner a ride to the truckstop so we could hitch to the city. He said our traveling stories reminded him of when he was in the marching band in college.
ReplyDeleteYes, why were you working yourselves to death? Take the money they say! Chad is a little mark you got to give no respect to. When he should've been teaching class he had us watch youtube videos instead.
ReplyDeleteAmanda I have no complaints about, but I am going to tag team Patrick and Michele when I get back.
i'll give y'all that bingo square
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