Wednesday night sucked. Patricia was up at GS, and she needed to be retrained. The last thing I want to fucking do when I'm in a bad mood is help someone else. But every little thing she had to check with me, and she just didn't listen sometimes. It got irritating. There wasn't any extremely rude guests.
Then, we get to today. I don't work, thank god, but I went into get my schedule. Well, I have a 4 hour cashier shift. That really pisses me off because all I hear is 'how good of a GS worker I am', but then I get scheduled to cashier? What the fuck is that? And I bet you a million dollars, one of the dumbass newbies will have their shift up there. I'm going to complain. I shouldn't have a cashier shift until January because I do a good job at GS. I can't fucking stand cashiering at all. Jesus fucking Christ. It's not like a 4 hour cashier shift is so bad, it's just that some fucking newbie will be up there, and I'm FAR more efficient than anyone up there. I'm just so pissed off. Try it again, and there will be an even bigger stink.
Well, I don't work until Saturday and it's 3:30-close. The ads better be fucking done or else...
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