What I hate about working at Dominos...

Sure everyone hates their manger, even the managers hate each other, but its the managers at Dominos that I hate the most. In my eyes the managers at Dominos used to be like me, a ordinary crew member, but maybe they didn’t go to college, maybe they did but left because they started earning, or maybe they are just dumb and think working for Dominos is awesome. So gradually through the wasted years working at Dominos they got promoted done a few managerial courses (learning how to use Microsoft Word and wearing slightly more formal clothes) and eventually became an assistant manager, who looks down upon us mere crew members, and are possible just that little bit jealous that we are still in college or are about to go and aren’t going to work in Dominos for 30 years. 

I would just like to add, I don’t hate the people, I just hate what they do…actually I do hate one.

This is insane.

The bombs went off at a time where the average people were crossing the line.  Apparently, the 4 hour mark is usually the finishing time for the average marathon runner so whoever did this was trying to make a statement - making sure there were families and children there waiting to meet up with whoever was finishing the race.

I feel so bad for all of those people who were injured. An 8 year-old dead, 2 others dead, several injured, several people lost their limbs - their arms or legs, mostly legs. Its all so sad.

Random Thought

Sometimes, I’m petrified of feeling great because there’s nothing like having the rug pulled off from under you and falling thousands of feet down a jagged, rough, dark pit and hitting a cold bottom hard- especially if that happens repeatedly in a short time. Yes, they say the best thing about being at the bottom is that there’s nowhere else to go but up, but once you get up….the direction down is a lingering option.