Gray Matter Kimmie

I couldn’t handle it, doodz, my foray into working at Wienerschnitzel. I did a four hour training shift, where the manager told me to call the cops on people smoking pot or drinking at work and all this other bullshit, but I finally just couldn’t handle being shrieked at the irritable and incomprehensible old […]

To all and sundry: I, apparently, as though in the fog of a bad dream, work at Wienerschnitzel now. I am about an hour and a half away from going into my first shift. Yesterday, I went in and signed the papers, and a young female future co-worker asked me, “How old […]