crazyfurries

Tonight, it was a baaad trip at work.

My co-worker on the salad stationc alled in sick. Now for those of you who've worked foodservice, you know what tonight was.

Holiday weekend.

Even with help, it's a clusterfuck.

Tonight was no exception, the morning people didn't prep half of what I needed right. So.

We ran out of damn near everything.

I do mean everything, pizza crusts, chicken, mussels, bison steaks...

Out of it.

So it surprised me, myself, when with 2 hours left of this madness (it turned into 3 hours. hate late diners with a passion I does) I started singing...

"Oh I wish I were at Dragon*Con!
Where I know the scene is fair!
I wish I were at Dragon*con,
you know what I'd see there?

Ghostbusters and Stormtroopers!
Marching down the road!
Loli-goths and Crossdressers
frolicking by the load!

Oh I wish I were at Dragon*Con
Where they have conditioned-aire!
I wish I were at Dragon*con,
To see my fellows there.

In the gaming halls, and along the walls
rolling 'bones' for luck,
Cosplayers the nooks and changing rooms,
crying 'SHIT MY ZIPPER'S STUCK!!'

Oh I wish I were at Dragon*con
I know I'd be happier there.
I wish I were at dragon*con,
instead of work with dough in my hair.

I'd see the panels wide and small,
get sigs from those I adore
Watch anime, and sci-fi shows,
and tonight'd be the costume ball!

Oh I wish I were at Dragon*con
I miss the sights I'd see.
I wish I could be at Dragon*con.
That's where I'd rather be.

Instead of stuck here double-shift,
cause of a worker who lost her lunch,
the customers are having fits,
And I'm stuck with this boring bunch.

I wanna be at dragon*con,
stead of working the weekend here,
I suppose I'll just have to save my pay,
so I can go NEXT year."

various verses were altered and this is only a fragmented memory of what I sang at work tonight.





...It kept me sane enough to get home.

Edit to the first: remembered these as I was calming down.

"I WISH I WERE AT DRAGON*CON,
Y'ALL'd be safer there,
Y'all wish I were I dragon*con,
instead of near knives and going spare!
For this customer's a real winner,
as you all can see,
he's gone and ordered five more pizzas,
when we served him the last three!"

"Now you've all got your aprons,
and the waitresses are standing by.
So if you all just turn your heads,
you'll have an alibi."

"Now I'm a reasonable fuzzy,
at least to some degree,
but is this fucker doesn't shut up,
instead of two breathing holes, he'll be having -three-."