Yesterday was my first time closing at Taco bell... prolly 4th day workin there altogether. I got stuck working with 3 of the most insaine girls ever, and Ed, an old man who seems to have somthing wrong with him, I couldn't really put my finger on it. The first two hours went well, I had a really pretty girl training me who was really good. A big change from the idiot they had training me at dayshift who didn't make any sence when he talked. After this we get tottally fuckin swamped with drunk people at the drivethrough. The girls went kindof ballistic for some reason, one was crying. The manager called break and the girls all sat down and had a smokebreak while I talked to Ed. Ed told me all about how he's been reincarnated a half dozen times, and that technology confuses him. He also told me storys about how he used to work in a torture chamber and all this shit, it was pretty interesting. When we got back to work my trainers boyfriend called her obviously skiid up. She starts crying and dumps him. Now I have a crying girl training me for the next hour. At this point it was about 3AM and less cars started rollin through and the shift was gettin a little more laid back. My manager starts talkin to me and asking me all these questions about smoking, and I was being kindof unresponsive beceause it was.... my manager. Then she gives me this whole speach about how she doesn't give a fuck what her employees do as long as they get the work done. Then she asks me if I smoke weed and I told her yeah. She says that she does too, and she'll keep my secret if I keep hers, and that she would give me a ride home at 5AM after closing. After watching the girl working the drive through cuss out some drunk guy, we decided to call it a night and we cleaned up the Taco Bell. My trainer tells me to go home and I told her I was going home with Terri, so she gets this frusterated look on her face. THEN Terri says, "It's ok, he smokes." The girl pulls out about a quarter of some FIRE ass mids, and the four of us blaze a few blunts.