So last night when I did like all the work there was to do, DK wasn't there to witness it. Tonight, he was there and spent the first fifteen minutes of the shift basically questioning my intelligence and ability to do my job properly. He was joking, but joking in the way where even if you're smiling on the outside, on the inside you want to punch him in the stomach.
I was rather busy though, and didn't do any of the daily tasks or help anyone else until after he left. Oh well.
He did seem kind of impressed when I offered to help the new girl with bloaters, but we'll see how impressed he and CK are when they look at the result... I couldn't figure out what was wrong with the stupid things.
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