May 16, 2006 17:22
If there's one thing I hate doing at Target, it's closing.
So guess what I get to do four times next week?
I turned in an availability form saying I could only work until 5 at night. I guess it didn't take yet, since I'm closing four nights next week... three of them in a row. And here's the kicker: I work 36 HOURS that week. That's six days out of seven. That's four hours away from overtime. I stay until juuuust about close on this Saturday, and I open on Sunday. Weekend: shot. Oh, and NEXT Saturday, I work from 3 to close. Seriously... W. T. F.
Oh wait... they HATE it when people get paid overtime. So I shouldn't have to work TOO hard at closing... all I have to do is keep saying "I'm almost at 40 hours" and I oughta be good. Heh. But still. My weekend is basically dead, and I get to work from 3 to 10 almost every night next week. So... seeing Hiedi next week: shot. Zip-a-dee-fucking-doo-da.
"meet me on my vast veranda"