It’s Friday the 13th! Treesa is being nice- someone commented this morning. Treesa didnt hear her.

“Treesa, she said it must be Friday the 13th! You are being nice!” I laughed.

Treesa stopped and pivotted on her heel to look at me. “Its Friday the 13?” she repeated in disbelief. “I didnt know that!”

Steve’s expression was priceless! He stared at her in bemusement, just shook his head.

“She didnt know it was the 13th!” he repeated. “Train your dragon,” he said to Justin.

I laughed harder

However karma proved a bitter bitch, when Jarod walked in.

I completely forgot his name!

I hadnt seen him in a month, and I forgot his name! My god! Yet I had no problem remembering someone who came in on occasion.

“Hey how are you?” I asked oh so casually. he smiled.

“Great how are you!”

His order was finished, but I hadnt written his name on the receipt like I was supposed to. There I am, holding the receipt, the bag and I am trying to remember his name. Oh my god that was mortifying!

He noticed and walked over.


“Oh you are welcome!”

I only remembered his name when I was about to leave my shift!

Later on, I was having a conversation with Michelle.

“Remember Marcy that used to work on fries?” I asked.

Michelle straightened, her expression was of incredulous disbelief. “Of course I remember Marcy! She was my sister!”

My jaw dropped. “marcy was your sister!” I cried.

“You work here for 20 years, and you didnt know Marcy was my sister!” she demanded.


“How come you not know!” she frowned. “Of course she my sister!”

“I thought Metz was your sister!”

“Oh my god, Rebecca! Metz is my sister!”


“Rebecca!” Michelle shuffled away. “You work here 20 years!”


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