I found out the hard way that the new coffee machine in
the café charges $15, up-front, if you use a credit card. The little cups of
coffee are only $1.60. I think you can see the problem here right? So on my
lunch break I went up to the Monitor Room hoping Mr. Ass was there. No, I should
be so lucky, instead it’s Mismanagement herself sitting at the Supervisor’s desk.
Like
usual my simple idea of putting a “cash only” sign on a public machine to
prevent people from getting screwed over, had to be an “official” phone call.
No doubt to the girl in the store, who are in charge of the machine, but she not the one to talk to. You know the usual; whenever Mismanagement involves herself in something simple it has to be a unnecessarily big operation. She did not even explain the problem right. Saying “the
machine doesn’t work when you push the button.” What fucking button!?
Jesus…
So I go downstairs, put a piece of paper in the card reader (my original plan)
then go talk to the girl in the store directly. I tell her what’s going on and
Mismanagement is two steps behind me holding the paper sign I had just put on the
machine. She stands by the counter holding it in her fingers. After she repeats
herself about me “not being authorized to place a sign”. I snatch the fucking
thing out of her hand and walk off to finish the rest of my break. Don’t you
hate when people try to keep stuff like that away when you try to grab it? I’ve
been there but she was too slow. I’m gonna keep pressing the matter until I get
my money back.
I
got into it with D.S. at 5 West earlier during a round with Stewart. I know
they are both Mismanagement's buddies so I made sure to speak my mind without
caution.
