Lousy Weekend

I'm a carhop at Sonic.
I don't work a lot anymore because I'm away at school, but when I randomly need money I'll drive home for the night.

I was in need of $30 for the Iota Chi formal we have coming up, so I phoned up my lovely place of employment and picked up a shift.

The night at work was not the best, least to say.

I was arguing with my parents through texts, I didn't feel good, and the other carhops were getting on my nerves.

But as they say (whoever "they" are) things can always get worse.

Commence story:

I was taking out a rather large order.

2 extra long cheese coney's, 2 orders of cheese tater-tots, 2 drinks & 2 blasts.

One of the blasts fell off the tray as soon as I got to the customers car.

Embarrassed, I said,
"I am so sorry that I dropped your blast! I'll go make a new one right now!"

So off I went inside to make the blast.

Problem: our blender will sometimes bust a hole in the bottom of the cups.

I remade the blast only to discover that the blender did in fact bust a hole in the cup.

Annoyed, I scooped it into another cup and headed back outside.

"Here's your blast, sir. Sorry again about that!"

"Oh no ma'am, it's ok!"

Sweet. $2 tip!

Turn

and

trip.

You know how sometimes you can save yourself from falling?

Like, you feel it coming but you find your balance before your face hits the ground.

No such luck. In a flash I was on the ground, in front of a lot of cars.

What did I land on?

The blast I had dropped.

Can you guess what I did afterwards?

p.s. If your guess was going into the bathroom to cry,
you

are

right!