Wednesday Mandy didn't work so I came in to work Thursday at 5:00 to
like 6 return carts, the equivalent of two or three more on the bar we
store things in the fitting room on, and two more carts worth of stuff
hanging over the racks. Needless to say with all the other return carts
I collected during the night and the fact that Michelle made us leave
at 10:01pm I didn't get done. Friday when I came in I was back up to
6-7 return carts again... blah blah blah, same shit. Now today is a
different week though. Today things have to be perfect. I went from
having 10 return carts to having 1 by 11:20 but no one seemed to
fucking care. Then after I sorted it out and divied it up between
people he still wouldn't let us go. Goddamn I was soo pissed. I almost
quit yesterday. I hurt so bad I thought I was going to pass out and I
called mom on lunch asking her 'what she thought about me quitting.'
Today that thought was probably the only thing that got me through,
actually. LOL Because it made me not get stressed out by their shit. I
figure if they fuck with me, get in my face, and tell me I do a bad job
I'm out of there. It really makes a person feel so much better.
Tonight Tia's having a party and I'm tempted to go.. She's quitting as
well and tomorrow is her last day. But I don't feel like going to a
damned bowling alley and with the time change that means it's
technically 1:30 am, not 12:30am. :P And I have to be back at Wal-Hell
at 1:30, so I think I might have to tell her I'm sorry tomorrow.
Lorenzo is out with Anthony because it's Terra's birthday. He sounds
drunk already.