the coastergirl diaries volume twenty

I should tell you the specifics of how coastergirl left the coffeeshop.

after I left tim went on a crusade, rampaging the staff with shouts and threats. (mostly, I think, he was mad because of the open close open, I�d left him coupled with the fact that I�d been doing his job and now he was responsible for it.) so he spent a great deal of time pissing and moaning at the staff.

one day he was particularly off on tangeants and he told john edward that he was going to fire coastergirl. in fact, he had the district manager on the way along with three police officers to make sure she didn�t do anything crazy. (coastergirl is five foot two [she would say two and a half] and ninety pounds. what a grown man had to be concerned about is beyond me).

john edward excused himself to the potty and called coastergirl on his cell phone and tols her about it in whispers and tidbits trying not to be overheard.

john edward: tim is going to fire you. he�s got the DM and cops coming to meet you before your shift. he says you�ve been trying to mutiny in the store.
coastergirl: well, fuck him.

she shitstormed her way down there, skidded to park,and leapt out tossing open the door to the coffeeshop and throwing her key at tim.

tim: is that it then?
coastergirl: yeah, tim, that�s it!

she walked out.

we talked john edward into quitting soon thereafter. no note, left his key taped to the door, along with an imprint of coastergirls breasts and a note I wrote in scotch tape on the window that read:

�fuck tim.�

another plush victory for the working man.



2002-09-28 | 1:26 p.m.
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