Augh!!!!!

Well, it's a 4 day Canadian weekend...yup, just great! My God, why don't you fucking spend Canada Day in Canada!? They have Monday off too, so they can piss all over our holiday. Christ.

Well, it has been quite interesting as of lately in Guest Service. I guess there is a fucking sign at the door that says please treat employees like shit. The one sign that they actually DO read. So many crabasses.

Today there was just a guy who got some XM satellite radio doohickey, and wanted to return it. Well, his receipt was expired and because it was over $75 we couldn't do anything without a valid receipt. He just kept bitching that he lived out of town, and blah blah blah...Guess what? We don't fucking care! You had 90 god damn days to return it, and don't think you can just mosy on in afterwards and get the world from us. It just isn't gonna happen. Shit, I should start stapling receipts to their asses, maybe then they would give a fuck.

Canadians galore. I swear, it looked like a bomb went off in our store. It was a mess. They are so fucking inconsiderate. Let's take a pair of shoes off the shelf, try them on, and leave them on the floor because my fat ass is too lazy to bend over and pick them up. Multiply that by 5 billion, and you'll get what our shoe department looked like. It always seems to happen on Canadian holidays too. Hmm...connection? I can't believe how sloppy these people are. I honestly want to see their homes. Then tear the shit out of them.

Maggie was talking about how she thought I was in a dry spot with me getting Target cards err..."REDcards." Except for the fact that I got 12 in June alone. Knowing me, that is fucking excellent. Considering I only got twelve TOTAL for Jan-Feb-Mar-Apr-May, 12 alone for June is pretty fucking awesome. And I got 2 today. It's SO much easier to get cards at Guest Service. Most of the time, people just come up and ask to apply. EASY CARD, and it gets the head cashier off my fucking back.

Well, I wasn't supposed to work tomorrow, but I took Sara's shift because I have no life. And it's only 11-5, not bad at all. So, it should be fun. Especially dealing with the Canadians that don't know how to use a fitting room. I swear they buy 12453474 pieces of clothing, go to their hotel, try them on, and return almost all of them because they didn't fit. TRY THEM ON HERE! Fuckin' idiots!

Well, I better go get my asshole sleep, it'll come in handy tomorrow. ;)