Cat-Scratch wrote:Like you were any different from the rest of the staff... other then they are snotty little shots while you were just sleepy.
Should got the hot gal working there, to give you a little wake up "touch".

I was different. Everybody else lived on coffee. But usually, when I opened, I'd be the only one there until at least the lunch rush. I'd have to put Tool on the stereo, just so I could have some discordant shit to keep me from falling asleep.
And there weren't any hot bitches working there until my second or third year. We had to make do with this scrawny harlot type bitch who worked at the south of town location where I trained. But...pretty much everyone
made do with her. I was resolved not to have anything to do with that filthy bitch.
Eventually the company decided it needed hot young bitches working there. Which meant I got to train them. And train them I did.
WITH CHOCOLATE THUNDA.
Of course, even before they started working there, it was the sort of job that made it absurdly easy to get bitches. The location I worked at was right across the street from a college. And in those days, college bitched loved coffee. Especially espresso-based drinks. This is how CHOCOLATE THUNDA was born in the first place.