Man, such a shitty weekend at work. The loading truck parked right next to the drive thru box. So everyone's orders were drowned out by an insanely loud engine. This meant it was a shouting match between me and the customers, resulting in orders getting messed up and me getting yelled at by my boss for eight hours. I'd quit the second I could if I didn't need the money. Turns out as much as I think my boss hates me (and he really does) there's still at least three other people ahead of me he'd fire first.