GRRRRR
I understand that circumstances come up where people have to call in, but this is getting fucking ridiculous. This is the second time in as many weeks where the closer called in and I've had to scramble trying to get someone to come in to close so I'm not working a 10 hour day. I hate this shit. I hate not knowing if I'm going to leave when my schedule says I should be leaving. I don't mind the extra time, but it's still shitty. Especially if I had made plans. I do have the option of having a life. I'm feeling better about this than earlier thanks to angry music and having a spot of food. A real meal is definitely in order.