Huzaah Of Hudi-Blee-Blah
HEre you true story begins as you sign up for Cinnabon's work crew. You are escorted into and office and are asked several question. You're sure you answered all of them correctly except for the one about whether or not it's ok to steal from the company. They asked that one about 3 times, you were sure it was a trick question when they kept re-wording it differently, so they could get him to say the wrong answer.
Anyway, it all seemed to go well and they call you back for a second interview. You meet this time with hte head of Cinnabon: Count Dracula.
He asks you some more questions such as: "Do you like the taaste of blood?" and "is there really a God?" and "Where are my socks dissapearing too?" and "can you return these DVD's for me?" Just normal interview questions, you answer yes to all of them except the God one because you have no idea who he's talking about because in Mother Russia, you've never heard the name. Only the party matters. Big brother is watching you. Anyway...
You get the job and the count shows you all your duties. You agree to all the papers and consent forms and agree that if you die, you promise not to sue Cinnabon and what not. Blah blah blah... on and on and on. Paper after paper. Duty after duty. You forget most of them and enjoy sticking your fingers in the deep fryers so your fingers get all smoldering and breaded and then you nibble at them. You truly are a sad sad sad man.
It's your first day of your second month of working at Cinnabon and you are promoted to cashier.
A customer walks up to the counter and asks you a simple question: "Can I get a large Cinnabon with a sprite?"
How do you respond (according to the workers code manual of course)?
Anyway, it all seemed to go well and they call you back for a second interview. You meet this time with hte head of Cinnabon: Count Dracula.
He asks you some more questions such as: "Do you like the taaste of blood?" and "is there really a God?" and "Where are my socks dissapearing too?" and "can you return these DVD's for me?" Just normal interview questions, you answer yes to all of them except the God one because you have no idea who he's talking about because in Mother Russia, you've never heard the name. Only the party matters. Big brother is watching you. Anyway...
You get the job and the count shows you all your duties. You agree to all the papers and consent forms and agree that if you die, you promise not to sue Cinnabon and what not. Blah blah blah... on and on and on. Paper after paper. Duty after duty. You forget most of them and enjoy sticking your fingers in the deep fryers so your fingers get all smoldering and breaded and then you nibble at them. You truly are a sad sad sad man.
It's your first day of your second month of working at Cinnabon and you are promoted to cashier.
A customer walks up to the counter and asks you a simple question: "Can I get a large Cinnabon with a sprite?"
How do you respond (according to the workers code manual of course)?