Seriously, I want this to go away. It messes so much with my job. Now I have to worry if my openers will be on time tomorrow morning as we set clocks forward an hour.
Apparently, at some point during the lunch rush today, I speckled my forearm with grease from the fryers. It doesn't hurt, but I have a little group of burn marks on my arm. Go me.
My new Area Coach is driving me nuts. I just want her to stop hovering and let me run my damn store. I get what she wants and the results she needs, but harping on them and hounding me will not accomplish anything other than irritating me even more.
I wonder what the hell her reaction to me responding one of her many rhetorical texts with "Duh"?
- X what you saw - O what you haven't finished or saw sizable portions - Bold what you loved (I'm bolding what I own) - Strike what you disliked/hated - Leave unchanged if neutral