a story

My first job here, at Wendy's,
I didn't understand a word in English.
All people liked me, we communicated with signals,
Russian people started to stop for free food.
One of the customers was going trough something,
He would stay for hours.
He felt a sleep on the table,
We didn't know that, we thought something else
And called the ambulance.
Then we were asked to pay for the call,
Why we didn't wake him up...
And another woman, we gave her wrong drinks
She was so mad driving around
And she spilled right one all over her car when we were exchanging it..
What else..