(AKA my mom.)
So have I ever told you all what happened the night that I quit my job at the good ol' WC? Well kiddies, sit down and get excited for the ghetto fabulous mama bear that is my mother.

The night that I quit working for the WC was a night that I was expected to pull a 16 hour shift and then work an 18 hour shift the next day. Well, I was working on my seventh hour of the 16 shift and it's busy as hell. I'm the only person working the drive thru and one one of the two cashiers for upfront. So at the drive thru, I take the orders, collect on the orders, make the orders, and hand them out in an efficient manner. All by myself.

The MOD (Manager on Duty) had the other crew members either working beside her or she was sending them home early. By the time my eighth hour pulls around, it's just down to four people. She had sent a total of seven people home in the span of two hours.

Our times flashing (which is bad) six to ten minutes (which is really bad because it's not supposed to go past the four minute mark) and I'm still the only one working drive thru.

While all of this is going on, we're incredibly busy and I haven't had any of my breaks yet because of her poor decisions. Also, she keeps shouting, literally shouting, racial slurs at me while I'm working and asking me why I'm being so slow and she keeps calling me derogatory terms and it's only increasing my anger.

This is the manager that I've had problems with from my first day because she would go around calling me "White Girl Lucy" just because I was white. I had reported it to my General Manager and even to corporate, but nothing was done with her. At times, she would tell me to do impossible tasks one after the other and then raise her hand up, as if to strike me and would tell me that if I was her child then she would beat me until I was dead, when I didn't get 30 things completed within five minutes.  So yeah. I grew to hate the woman.

Anywhore, she tells me to go clock out for my half. But there's a problem. Who is going to relieve me of my spot so I can take my break? No body is there to relieve me because she had already sent everyone home. So she keeps yelling at me, throwing food at me, calling me derogatory terms yet again, and so I told her to send someone over to relieve me so I could take my half like she wanted me to.

This bitch looks at me like I'm the dumbest thing that has ever walked this planet. I have her the same look she was giving to me and I continued to do my work at the drive thru, while she just kept yelling and screaming at me. Me, being the little sarcastic noodle that I am when I'm angry, I threw my headset on the ground when the flow of cars had stopped rolling in (working on hour 10 now and incredibly tired and pissed), I told her that I was going to clock out and go home because I wasn't going to put up with her for the rest of the night.

She walks up to me and puts her finger so close to my face that I could bite it off, calls me stupid, retarded, crack whore, etc., and says that if I was going to act stupid, she was going to treat me like I was stupid. Well. Okay then. So I tell her that she needed to get her finger out of my face before I bit it off. She then calls me a bitch. I called her a white trash dick socket, which greatly nerved her because she has a bunch of seedy white trash fuck buddies, so it's hilarious to me.

She then goes over to the computer, clocks me out (and this is what pisses me off the most) and puts in that I didn't show up at work that day and erases the 10 hours that I had worked. That. Fucking. Bitch.

I stormed out of there and I was too shooken up to drive so I called my mom and asked if she could pick me up. She asked why and I told her the events of the night and she immediately came down to my work and raised hell.

In front of all the people that were eating in the dining room, my mom went in to WC and started throwing trays, trash can food, people's drinks, at this woman that had been abusing me like this for the past 10 months. My mom told her off and that if she wanted to go pick on a grown ass woman, then she better step outside and deal with her instead of picking on children that couldn't fight back.

Which resulted in the manager bitch to come barreling out of the back and straight into me, which caused me to punch her in her face, which then caused a fight between the three of us. Me punching her and mom trying to pull me away, all while punching the manager bitch in her stomach.

I will admit that she did get a few good hits on me and even broke my glasses, but I'm a tough girl.

Also, we're now banned from WC.