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I can't do this all holiday season. Old Navy will be the death of me, if I have to do stupid, pointless shit all quarter. I understand that we're busy, and I have no problem working my ass off. But when I work my ass off, and you don't appreciate it, and you stomp around ALL NIGHT LONG, bitching about the fact that the store is destroyed... I'm going to be pissed. I'm doing the best I can. 6pm to 10pm isn't a real shift. How much can you really expect me to accomplish in that time? It's not enough to time to finish the entire men's side before I start counting at 8. It's not enough to time to do anything, really. So, if you give me more hours, more will get done. It's that simple. I miss Steve. He was such an amazing store manager... The hunt for a new job is on.