My Day So Far, Let Me Show You It
My morning has gotten better! It didn't take much.
Here's what happened:
I got in this morning at 8 (an hour early because I'm taking Friday off and I need to offset some hours) and found out one of our student workers quit last night with no warning. Just gone and 'this is my final decision' via email. I hope he didn't let the door hit him in the ass on his way out. In addition to that, one of our new hires didn't show up to open. At the time of epic!Fail post we thought he'd flaked on us so there was an additional layer of panic to the stinky onion that was my Tuesday morning.
The crowning moment came when I heard this come out of Boss Lady's mouth: "So... about Friday."
I was going to take Friday off for a trip to DC with Jane_Drew_ and amaranthadanae. Suddenly I saw my weekend plans spinning around that black hole in the heart of the metaphorical toilet that my plans were about to go down. The National Portrait Gallery! The Smithsonian! Downtown DC! Potomac Mills! Ikea!
Salvation arrived shortly before the weekly staff meeting in the form of our new hire. It turned out that he'd just overcommited himself earlier in the week and had accidentally overslept.
He was actually kind of mortified at the lapse, but at least he owned his screw up and did his best to make up for it. He's working Quitter Boy's Friday shift in addition to his own. Kind of above and beyond the call of duty in my opinion, but I'm not complaining. It means that I get my weekend back!
Still, after all that I feel like this:
Crossposted from tsunderechan at Dreamwidth!
Here's what happened:
I got in this morning at 8 (an hour early because I'm taking Friday off and I need to offset some hours) and found out one of our student workers quit last night with no warning. Just gone and 'this is my final decision' via email. I hope he didn't let the door hit him in the ass on his way out. In addition to that, one of our new hires didn't show up to open. At the time of epic!Fail post we thought he'd flaked on us so there was an additional layer of panic to the stinky onion that was my Tuesday morning.
The crowning moment came when I heard this come out of Boss Lady's mouth: "So... about Friday."
I was going to take Friday off for a trip to DC with Jane_Drew_ and amaranthadanae. Suddenly I saw my weekend plans spinning around that black hole in the heart of the metaphorical toilet that my plans were about to go down. The National Portrait Gallery! The Smithsonian! Downtown DC! Potomac Mills! Ikea!
Salvation arrived shortly before the weekly staff meeting in the form of our new hire. It turned out that he'd just overcommited himself earlier in the week and had accidentally overslept.
He was actually kind of mortified at the lapse, but at least he owned his screw up and did his best to make up for it. He's working Quitter Boy's Friday shift in addition to his own. Kind of above and beyond the call of duty in my opinion, but I'm not complaining. It means that I get my weekend back!
Still, after all that I feel like this:
Crossposted from tsunderechan at Dreamwidth!