Becky: I have a star tattoo on my back and a heart on my stomach. And I'm getting 3 chinese symbols on my back; for "perseverance," "determination," and "strength."

Josh: You should get a fourth one that says, "cliche."

While working at Shari's:

Josh: You're not gonna talk about my strawberry lemonade problem on your web site, are you?

Me: I am now.

I told Bob, Tasha, Tara and Josh that I'd write a post about them so here it is.

Those four are part of a group of anywhere from seven to twelve teenagers who for the last couple of weekends have been lucky enough to be at one of my tables. Well they were lucky the first time, but I was so awesome that they wanted to sit at one of my tables the next two times.

Most of them are in the band at West Valley High School, and they come in after playing at basketball games. The first time they came in they had just come from a game where they beat my alma mater whose fans, unfortunately, had been booing their pep band. Luckily they were amazed by my amazing service and cunning wit (as most people are) so they didn't hold that against me.

So there it is guys. There's your post. This post was kinda lame; definitely not my best work. I promise there's more humor and less lameness to come.

I was contemplating not posting anything about this, because it is something bad about other people, and this is the internet. But I realized that I get less than 20 hits per day, and hardly any are from Yakima. Plus it's all true, and maybe they'll change their bad habits if they read this. Probably not.

So here goes: I started at McDonald's here in Yakima a week ago. Some of the managers are a bit below par as far as their attitude and performance goes, in comparison to the McDonald's owned by Adams Enterprises in the Tri-Cities. And by that I mean in comparison to a brand new crew person who has worked for McDonald's for about 37 minutes.

That is a bit of an exaggeration (it's really like 47 minutes), but they are terrible, and extremely unprofessional. I'll just use initials instead of names to protect the innocent: A is the restaurant manager, B is an assistant manger, C, D and E are shift mangers, and F and G are managers in training. A, B and C are great, and very helpful. D is usually a great guy and G has a great attitude and wants to learn more. That brings us to E and F.

E does well when it’s busy, but is extremely unproductive when it's slow, which is really bad in a closing manager. And F don’e seem to know what is or is not appropriate to do or say. I don't think either of them like me, because if I work there, then they might actually have to be a tiny bit productive, which they couldn't stand for.

The other night, they were screwing off and noticed that I seemed pissed off about it. So E started throwing ketchup packets at me (none of her shots landed), and F came over and said, "Just quit." This makes me even more excited to whip that place into shape, because I know it will cause them anguish.

There are so many good stories to tell you, but I'll save those for later. Plus a lot of them require being posted in McDonaldsese, which most of you aren't fluent in.