Damn you, Shop 'n Save
So, here's the deal...
I go into work tonight, somewhat unhappy with the fact that I have a five and a half hour shift tonight and, whoo-friggity-hoo, a seven hour shift tomorrow. I was, however, satisfied with the knowledge that I would be receiving a paycheck of upwards of $100 as well as Sunday off.
However, through some cruel and unkind trick, instead of receiving the one day off that I actually asked for I was handed a seven hour shift. Seven fucking hours. Because spending seven hours there the day before isn't enough fun for me, I guess. At least they both yield a nice half-an-hour break for me. Blah.
This has caused me to decided that I need to demand to at least have July 8th and 9th off if nothing else. July 2nd, too, if I can pull that off. Knowing my luck, they'll tell me I need to work on the 4th. Guh. Shit, I'll probably just take off the week after the 8th on the grounds that I'm going to be busy half of the damn time. I have placement tests for Point Park on the 10th and my cousins are apparently visiting from Florida. This only really translates to "I have to entertain people who are older than me and could give a damn less as to what I'm interested in, etc". Hoo boy.
On a more cheerful note, I did get my paycheck tonight and it was, in fact, awesome. Beyond that, I'm exhausted and moderately pissed off that I don't actually have a weekend.
Visitors are incredibly welcome, by the way. Yeah. Just so long as you don't get me fired.
I go into work tonight, somewhat unhappy with the fact that I have a five and a half hour shift tonight and, whoo-friggity-hoo, a seven hour shift tomorrow. I was, however, satisfied with the knowledge that I would be receiving a paycheck of upwards of $100 as well as Sunday off.
However, through some cruel and unkind trick, instead of receiving the one day off that I actually asked for I was handed a seven hour shift. Seven fucking hours. Because spending seven hours there the day before isn't enough fun for me, I guess. At least they both yield a nice half-an-hour break for me. Blah.
This has caused me to decided that I need to demand to at least have July 8th and 9th off if nothing else. July 2nd, too, if I can pull that off. Knowing my luck, they'll tell me I need to work on the 4th. Guh. Shit, I'll probably just take off the week after the 8th on the grounds that I'm going to be busy half of the damn time. I have placement tests for Point Park on the 10th and my cousins are apparently visiting from Florida. This only really translates to "I have to entertain people who are older than me and could give a damn less as to what I'm interested in, etc". Hoo boy.
On a more cheerful note, I did get my paycheck tonight and it was, in fact, awesome. Beyond that, I'm exhausted and moderately pissed off that I don't actually have a weekend.
Visitors are incredibly welcome, by the way. Yeah. Just so long as you don't get me fired.