Sep 02, 2011 10:08
Well, this week has been a bit of a drag. First, on Monday I find out our part-timer is quitting. She put in her two weeks but had no intention of finishing them out. Practically had to beg her to stay so I didn't up working goddamn double shifts since my mgr is on vacation this week :/
She agreed, but then bitch stole my sale later that night. It was a large sale so I was pretty pissed since the cust. was adamant about me getting the commission (she came and picked it up after I ordered it for her). So...yeah.
Then on Tues. I headed down to CVS to pick up some bubble mailers since I needed them to mail some items I sold. Keep in mind I've been there after 7:30 before and this has never happened-
I was picking out which mailers to buy when I heard a giant "whrrrr"ish sound. The gate to the train station entrance to CVS had gone down! O_o
I quickly sought out an employee. "I need to get out there and onto my train!" I yelled. It was about 7:30 and my train leaves at 7:40. The employee shrugged and said "that gate don't open for no one after 7pm..."
Um..okay...that's impossible since I came IN to the store AFTER 7pm. If they were gonna close the gate maybe they should have asked me and the 3 other currently pissed-off customers?!
There's only ONE other exit-and its in the rear of the store and lets out on the other side of the fucking block! So the other customers and I tossed down the items we were GOING to buy and ran to the station entrance. I made my train by 5mins. What the bloody hell. I think I'm gonna call CVS and complain-should I?
Lastly, I have to stand up in a friends wedding-it's not that I don't want to but it's the first wedding that I've been in and WHY oh WHY are the cheap ass made in China dresses so goddamn expensive! T_T
I'll never use this stupid thing again and I've paid LESS for an AP dress. Agggh!
...I just think asking you friend to spend 200-plus USD on a shitty dress is a lot to ask for.
Ermmm...that's about it for now. Back to the grind :/
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