Years ago I worked for a local pizza shop. Minimum wage, not the greatest
job in the world, but it paid my bills. The bosses were a husband and
wife team, who both loved to drink. Nearly every night I closed I’d get a
drunken phone call from the Mrs. going on and on about how bad the other
employees were, among other problems she was having, like I was some sort of
therapist. Well, these calls would last hours. I would try to get off
the phone telling them I needed to serve customers, or I had to clean
up and was running out of time. But she would usually say “No, no, no talk
to me” so I did….Then I would usually get a call the next morning
asking why I never finished cleaning this or that or the times I
stayed late to finish she would go on about me trying to “milk it” to
get more hours. 9 times out of 10 she didn’t even remember talking to
me the night before.
If you had sex with the wife, all would have been better.
yeah, op, when you work for drunks you have to put up with that crap.
My Dear OP
As an employee, job is to do what your boss wanted you to do. As such, if you were to clean while listening to her, that is what you should do. Most people who are older than 7 are able to multitask quite effectively; perhaps you should work on that skill. I cannot see why you could not listen while you wash the dishes, that’s what women are designed to do.
As my deaf father used to say, ‘A woman is just a woman, but a good cigar is a smoke’
I reckon that perhaps you should have stopped answering the telephone at that obscene hour! Talking about people behind their back is a sin, and you are guilty, original poster. Guilty, guilty, guilty! The owners are also guilty of committing gluttony, due to their consistent overindulgence of alcoholic beverages. Unacceptable. I will pray for the lot of you mentioned in this story.
I hate to say it, but I’m with JP. Multitasking. How hard is it to clean and talk on the phone? Or just put the phone on speaker and clean while she talks.
OP should have told her to just come back so he could prove to her just how hard he works. Then again, if she’s drunk she shouldn’t be driving. I would’ve talked dirty to her on the phone, so she’d either hang up or call a cab…..
simple you should have been milking her instead! She was crying for affection and you may have received a raise! Stupid ass
Or put the effing phone down on her, she doesn’t remember the call anyway. Jeeze!
Should had gotten a piece of ass from her than a piece of pizza pie.
I totally get the multitasking route, but perhaps the work phone didn’t have a long cord and their cleaning duties extended the length of the line? Maybe there was no speaker phone on the phone? Was this the work phone or a cell phone? They did say it was years ago which could be three to thirty.
Walter, the poster never said that they themselves talked about other people, only that the boss did and what ungodly hour? Work hours are ungodly?
But Yaya made a good point, set the phone down, come back now and then and say “Yeah, wow, okay. Mm hmm.” every now and then.
I am in agreement with Walternator. Whether or not the story teller was spewing forth idle gossip, she was contributing to it by enabling the boss by listening. Alcohol and pizza should both be avoided as they are prohibited due to their lack of nutrition. Nonessential personnel who work outside the hours of 5 am through 8 pm should reconsider their career choices and beg the Creator for forgiveness, especially whores.
I agree that you could have just hung up on her; if she didn’t remember calling you she wouldn’t remember you hanging up.
Lol so true snoopygirl.
Throw her on the counter and give her a tongue lashing. If done properly she will remember you!
good morning Kate! Are you going to make me wet again today? I hope so. I had to go home yesterday and use up two C- batteries
and 4 AA’s
This story sucks, but at least it’s not about shit. Heywood, I missed you! Don’t leave me here with these morons! Kate and Red Bush are the same person, I’m sure. Which of you trolls invented these two sex-starved fake lesbians?
I have a shaven pussy hehe there you go red bush
In Soviet Russia, pizza eat you!
Here they go with the same person bullshit! I assure you Kate and I are two separate people. Just because we both love women and are not afraid to express our desires does not make us alter egos of the same person. How do you fake being a lesbian? You can’t pretend to enjoy it when you are racked with orgasm after orgasm. I guess you me lovers who either never get them or it is one and done can’t understand!
*men lovers
Yeah, I was thinking what Yaya and Snoopygirl have already mentioned. Either just put the phone down and let her drunkenly yammer away, or hang up. She isn’t going to remember anything the next day, anyway.
Also, why not mention to the husband that his wife drunk-dials you every night and you can’t get any work done?
OP, I feel ya. Some women just have a case of the drunken gabs!
There was a girl in high school that would call me each night to talk for 2 hours about the boy she had a crush on. My sister and I sound exactly alike on a telephone. So I started paying her to take the phone and pretend to be me. We had that scam going for months. I was so glad when the girl stopped calling.
Storm Cloud you blasphemous fool! Clearly if the individual is closing they are, as Walternate stated, working outside of the hours of 5 a.m. to 8 p.m. The Lord intended us to work during the day and rest during the night. If He had intended anything else, then he would have made it light out during the night and dark during the day! What does darkness indicate? That it is resting time! So perhaps the employee should reconsider answering his telephone outside of these hours. And remember that idle hands are the devil’s playthings, so instead of sitting around gabbing on the phone, the employee should be hard at work, scrubbing every available surface should he find he has downtime.
I am laughing! Light during the night and dark during the day, what a silly, silly concept! I AM LAUGHING!
Oh dear Lord, the Walter’s are right about one point. The OP really should have handled the down time better.
I woulda Hung up.. “I’m sure you get this often…” Click.
O M G, I usually don’t comment until I hehehehehehhehehe see… zeeephhyyrrrrr but where is he??! !!?!? I’ve chewn my nails down to little tiny stubs hehehehehehheee because I’m so nerrrvoussss wondering where he could be??!?!?! hehehehehhtehheheheh does anyone know??? I really need to talk to him…. hehehehheeeeee
Molly, if you turn the dial down a little lower you will still feel the buzz but it will not make you teeheheheeh as much! Set it to low. I am able to sit at work with my rabbit buzzing quietly in my pants and I am the only one who knows. HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
Ugh. This is the worst troll of all. At least try to make your character believable. No one types out their giggling.
Molly Maid are you right in the head. Maybe stay off the happy pills!
I am laughing! Barbara is correct, no one types out their giggling! I am LAUGHING! What a silly character! I AM LAUGHING OUT LOUD! This world wide website is becoming ridiculous! I am laughing at the hilarity!
Red Bush, a hutch is the proper place in which to store your rabbit. Good gracious, imagine how it may scratch your unmentionables by storing it in your pants!
Walternate and Molly Maid are one of the same person.
I am laughing! I am everyone, The Real RPS! At least I have been accused of being most everyone who comments on this world wide website. If I had a nickel for every alternate personality I had been accused of, I’d donate it all to Bob Jones University and my church!
Oh, sorry… I didn’t know… I’ve never typed on a message board before. I won’t type my giggling, then since it seems to bug you. I’m sorry. Is it better to just write “lol”? Because I noticed a lot of you do that. Isn’t that the same as typing my laughing? I always thought lol was sort of silly, you know?? But, I’m still worried because Zephyr isn’t here…
Walternate you make it sound like a good thing to have alternate personalities? Maybe you have performed one too many exorcisms!
WELL RPS. If it isn’t the biggest idiot to ever grace this site. Sitting idly on the sidelines got you down, macho man?
I see you haven’t changed much DDF. How have you been?
I like little boys now. That’s about all that’s changed with me.
Don’t make small talk with me, Pug. You and I both know why you’re here. Creep.
what the hell are you talking about?!
Ok who ordered the Men Lovers Pizza? Yes, ma’am, it is the footlong—and than some.
RPS, Walter is saying that you are a lurker. It seems to us that you are become bored in watching the show that is the comments section, and have decided to post.
T-Rex – If you mean by not actively posting or participating in discussions on here, then yes i suppose i am. Tho many of the OP’s stories are funny and interesting, i don’t feel the need to post on them ALL the time.
Ok, it’s one thing to type LOL when something is funny. It’s quite another thing to type nervous giggles every few words.
Who keeps their sexual aids in their hutch? That is very strange. When they are not in one or both holes I keep them in my drawer. Anywhere else is just silly
RPS, yes by definition that would make you a lurker.
He also wears a white tank top all the time.
I’m sorry, Barbara, that I cannot be as coherent a typer as you. It must be nice, not having trouble expressing yourself. LOL. I am nervous, you’re right. LOL. I don’t usually express myself on internet message boards, or even at all really. LOL. So screw you, Barbara. LOL. LOL. Now that’s funny! LOL.
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*Mental image of RPS lurking in his manly tank top*
Sir JP, you cotton headed ninnymuggins, wtf are you doing there?
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DDF – Your many attempts of taking the piss are very weak. Considering i don’t even wear tank tops.
Oh my dear RPS
I do not think it is healthy for anyone to ‘take the piss’, unless in dire circumstances, such as in a desert, or on a liferaft.
God damnit… I don’t know where to start. Kate and red bush, Exchange e-mails so I can stop being exposed to this idiocy.. seriously, Kate is practically re-tarded.
Mook… Need I say more?
Op.. hang up.
Fuck.
My my Suze why such a big dildo up your ass today?
Suze, it’s pretty attrocious. I swear, RedBush is just practicing his writing for his Penthouse submissions.
I am sure I do not have the anatomy for the “his” part t-rex and have never thought to write to a mens magazine. But if you think some of my stories compare to those you have seen in there I would be glad to submit some in full detail for you to view.
Red, that’s okay, I’d prefer not.
And regarding your gender. For all I know you are actually a 13 year old boy who’s getting his jones from your posts.
I apologize for my absence, I realized this morning that my lady friend forgot to iron my socks yesterday and I do not wish for her to change her whole schedule around. Wednesday is pants day and I will certainly need a pair of freshly iron slacks for tomorrow, so I bagged up my clean socks and took them to her at the dry cleaner. I cannot imagine her ironing both socks AND slacks this evening and still having the time to cook my dinner and clean the floors. So you see, you non-believers, I am more romantic than you likely imagined.
So RPS is a Brit, right? Seems like a bit of a fool, but anyway, OP should have hung up.
That is all
i never worked in a resterant because i’ve only had the same job for years but i don’t think i would be worried about getting fired for not talking to that bitch. you would get just fired anyhow for not doin your job. you shoulda just hung up and lett the chips fall wherever
I would assume (which I hate to do) that most boys or kids that age would be in school during the day and not on the computer. No I am 100% real (real hair color, real boobs) (hate fake plastic women)freckles are real. If my lifestyle, sexual preference, and dirty talk offends you I am sorry. I have fun teasing with kate and I know it drives the fake bible thumpers batshit! All in good fun
Wow, Joachim. That was almost coherent. I’m impressed. Molly, you’re getting better at using your words, too. Good job, little trolls. You’re coming along nicely.
I am laughing! Barbara fancies herself to be a troll whisperer! I am LAUGHING!
We’re getting better ladies, gentlemen, and whatever else. I’ve noticed today that most of the comments have been about the story, and not about the bullshit wally’s. Keep up the good work all, and someday they’ll be gone.
Well, darling, it annoys more than just the bible thumpers… Mostly because Kate is an idiot. If I had a dildo in my Ass I may not be as grumpy as I am.
I would’ve told her “I can’t gab and clean at the same time. I’m paid to clean, I’m not paid to gossip. I’m getting back to doing the job you pay me for!” and hung up, and then gotten back to work. If they fired me for that, then it isn’t my fault; I did the fuckin’ job.
Pray you never live in Arizona, Walt, where working outside by day will kill you, 110-degree heat in the summer. Work for more than half an hour in that and you won’t be alive. Construction, road work and outdoor jobs have to be done at night.
Whatever Suze I don’t give a fuck what you think of me.
So Walter, according to you, no one should be working at night. Remember that when you need a firefighter or cop.
One last thing. _|_
My oh my! I like this story. It is about pizza which grandma will not let me eat! Shoot!
What WILL grandma let you eat? Only the things she can eat (oatmeal, mush, bran)?
Pugsley you bloody git! Of course you’ve gone sporting tank tops, I’ve seen it in your snaps on Facebook! Who you trying to fool, mate?
Suze, you know I agree with you. I always do. If Kate & Red Bush are getting wet vaginas from talking in the comment section of thatsmyboss.com, I can assure you that they both probably possess the features that they describe, but put together in an obscure/strange/unappealing way. Ug.
I agree with Zephyr, he should of just told her that he had work to do and then hung up. Not that she would of remembered anyways.
And for the most part I am a lurker, so what? Who gives a crap
I said non-essential personnel, Storm Cloud. Obviously firefighters and police officers are essential. Jobs not in that category: elevator operators, Walmart employees, bankers, lawyers, restaurant employees, factory jobs, etc.
If people would just quit wanting to buy fast food or go shopping after 5 PM, no one would have to do non-essential jobs after 5 PM. But Costco is open well past five. What do they say when they ask you to work ’til 8 PM and you go off on a rant about how people will burn in hell for working past five?
Red Bush, you could be a 13 year old, born into wealth and given an Iphone 4G. Thus, you could access this website during the day and be at school.
Your actions and comments leave only the inferrence that you are nothing but a horny juvenile.
Zephyr, if I can be so informal by reducing your name, grandma allows me to eat whatever is wholesome. For breakfast, as I have mentioned before, I eat two eggo waffles. For lunch, I usually have a tomato sandwich on whole wheat bread that grandma packs for me to take to the community college (college stud here! watch out! hahahaha). For dinner, grandma and I eat tuna salad on Mondays, baked chicken breasts on Tuesdays, chicken noodle soup on Wednesdays, leftovers on Thursdays, and quesidillas on Fridays. Saturdays and Sundays, grandma goes on her trips with her gal pals to go camping and such. I am then on my own accord. I will usually eat cheerios, bologna sandwiches, and hard boiled eggs. Woop Woop!
If she didn’t remember the calls you should have just hung up. If she ever remembered you hanging up just say you got cut off. Why did you make it so difficult?
Zephyr, I think all your sinning has made your eyes stop working properly. He said working between the hours of 5 a.m. and 8 p.m. was acceptable. Where does this 5 p.m. nonsense come in? I am laughing!
I am laughing with Walternator! I do not work past 8 p.m. as I informed Costco that it is against my religion, and as you know such religious beliefs are protected. Costco cannot discriminate against me for this, nor can they make me work on the Sabbath.
I am laughing again! Zephyr is having eye trouble! A sure sign that the Lord is displeased with his sinning! At the age of 51, I have never required corrective lenses!
Hahaha, Walternate and Walternator! That is funny. You guys are a real hoot! I imagine you both to be more fun than a barrell of monkeys. Zephyr is a funny guy, too. I am so glad to have found such great friends in all of you. Maybe one of these days, I will get around to creating a Facebook page. I have two buddies in my LARPing group that have Facebook. I would be interested to see how many pals I can have on there. I bet I would have at least 12 or 13. That is A LOT! Holy Schnikies!!!
Yes, apparently my eyes don’t work as well as they used to. I do have glasses.
A sure sign that God is unhappy with you.
I’m SO sure you’re right. *rolleyes*
Walts, you missed an important point. What if one looses their eyesight because they were reading the Bible in poor light? Several years of this harmed my long distance vision. Does this mean God took my eyesight to layup in heaven with the rest of the treasures I’ve earned?
It’s probably your fault for reading in poor light. Everything is either “your fault” or “God’s well,” y’know. If you didn’t have a better light, you probably didn’t work hard enough… or pray hard enough. Or maybe you’re a whore. Or something.