Yesterday I received a call from this ITALIAN pizza restaurant giving me a job opportunity. When I went in my job consisted of answering the phone and taking the order. But when you take these orders you have to be FAST, FAST, FAST!!! Well lets just say I can make a snail race look like a formula one race. To prove my point, every order should take less than a minute to write, it took me lets say half an hour to write each order. As for my writing skills it was all sloppy and most of the time you could hear the cooks in the kitchen yell "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!!!" You might also hear "hey Georgio!? Does this look like a number or a letter?" Well at the end of the day which was 3 hours and 45 minutes the boss took me to the side and said "Well Nicholas here is your money for the day and we will call you when we need you." Which I don't think they will because another hour in that place and I would of probably run the business in the ground. It is a good thing I am not a 9-1-1 dispatcher because I can guarantee the death toll would be in the thousands in the first 15 minutes of starting work. I gave it my best shot, but I guess working in a kitchen is just not for me. Oh well better luck at the next job opportunity.