Single Status Update
This shit is getting weird...
I've been transferred to the lovely night shifts at Tim Horton's (American Store #00-12-fuckitall). Most night shift customers are out of their fucking minds. Why? Because they come in at 10 PM to drink 32 oz. iced coffees. (The coffees are bigger in America, yet people still complain that they're too small. Ex. A Large here is an extra large in Canada)
A man and woman came into the store at 9:30 PM a week ago, obviously stoned. The woman ordered six hot teas, and continued to tell my co worker and I how they were so excited to see the Tim Horton's sign.
Around 9 o'clock tonight a lovely group of Canadians (with Irish accents) came in, nearly orgasming over the fact that there was a Tim Horton's.
Two girls about my age (both really hot) and two guys (one young, one old) come in and order a long round of shit, but I didn't care in the end because I got a $1.50 tip from it, about fifty cents more than anyone makes on the whole night shift sometimes.
The two girls ordered their stuff and we learned that they're going to New York. I didn't have the heart to tell them that they were in the last Tim Horton's they'd see on the trip.
I'm not a coffee drinker, so what the fuck is so special about this place? I wouldn't react to a McDonald's or a Dunkin' Donuts in the same way... maybe a ma and pa's crack house, though, because those are so uplifting.