Domino's Tales 4: Backed-up Beetus Hey shitlords and ladies. Yours truly is back to give you another inside scoop on how America's gluttonous capitalism is fueled. So let me just say one word that describes my shift tonignt is: atrocious. Best way to sum it up was our district manager was in and out, two of our new employees were the main ones doing bake line but they weren't taking things the most seriously and one I knew from high school was especially a goof off in the classroom. He even dropped a pizza by the boxing station at one point. But then there was the goddamn customers... As I mentioned before we tend to be understaffed, so we had a large delay in shit being put into the oven because like I said, had non focused newbies. As a result, the customers(99% fat or course) were of course pisswd, abd started demanding money back, one fatass black dude was pissed tp where he cussed at the manager on duty about having company or some shit. But it would be eazier to make pizzas if there wasn't so much complicated shit about "half this" and "half that" or getting a goddamn meatzza or extravaganza.  But it seems. We weren't the only ones since as I was leaving I saw the in and out across the street had such a long drive thru line it eextended all the way to the street itself. It's labor day tomorrow so I guess people are having their equally fat relatives order and need a surplus of beetus discs...