I understand that the economy is bad, but does that mean that you are limiting the amount of cookies or chips that you put in the package? Today, I bought a bag of chips, thinking that it would be enough for my friend and me to share. I opened the bag, and to my surprise I found that the bag was ¼ filled. Honestly, there were like 7 chips in the entire bag. So I paid $1.00 for 7 chips. That is .14¢ a chip. What a rip off?!?!? Seeing as the chips did not satisfy my hunger, I decided to buy a bag of cookies, hoping for more than 7 cookies in the bag. Well when I opened that bag, there were only 5 cookies inside. I wasted another dollar for 5 cookies the size of a penny. I have paid less for a Mrs. Fields cookie that is at least the size of 10 pennies. Thank you for stealing my money.
When I wrote this: 2 minutes after I “tried” to eat a cupcake.
Why I wrote this: The cupcake was disgusting!
To the brick maker, I mean baker:
Today I had the unfortunate luck of trying one of your cupcakes and boy was it awful. You have some nerve serving those bricks to paying customers. The stick of butter you call frosting was NASTY, let alone rock solid. The cupcake was so hard, if I were to have thrown it at a wall, the wall would have a huge crack. So not only did I “break” my teeth trying to eat the cupcake, I couldn’t even bite into it. The cupcake tasted like cement (don’t ask me why I know what cement tastes like). EWWWW. I demand a refund for the $1.50 I spent on that cupcake. I suggest hiring a new baker. One that makes warm, soft, fluffy cupcakes. Not hard as a rock, cinder blocks. I will NEVER buy another dessert item from your bakery again.
“Hi, how are you” “How is your day” “Of course, let them know” “go ahead honey, they are in their office” These are a few examples of what I would like to hear when I walk into an office and you are sitting behind your desk. But instead this is what I get from you- a glance and then the back of your head (which by the way, you’re going grey). Now I’m sure that there is something more interesting on your computer screen, but your job is not to stalk your ex on Facebook, but to help the person waiting at the front desk. When you finally decide to help me (after I cough, grunt and clear my throat obnoxiously to get your attention, for what seems like 5 hours), you turn and roll your eyes and then go “what do you need?” How do you think that makes me feel? Well it makes me feel like I am not worth your time and it really makes me not want to work with your boss. Honestly you are lucky to have a job, especially in this economy. When an ad goes out for a secretarial job, are the prerequisites to be: nasty and lazy? When I walk into the office I feel like I am in an unemployment office, talking to the monotone, an unhappy secretary. The worst is at private schools, you are rude and yell at the students and the parents. The parents are your employers! They pay for you to have a fricken job. I suggest you put a smile on your face (especially if you don’t want to look 80, but I think it is a bit too late for that one) and be polite.