when the money hardly seems worth it anymore
Earlier this week, I worked an 11-hour day helping my boss and his wife tag jewelry for the new store, which wasn't so bad. However, yesterday I worked a SIXTEEN-hour day! We left Sausalito at 9:30am for Healdsburg and worked all fucking day, getting home at almost 2am. Now here's the kicker... he didn't realize Johnny had requested today off. What that means is that if I don't work, either Elle gets left alone in the Saus store on our busiest day of the week, or the new guy gets left alone on the grand opening day of the Healdsburg store. SO... I now have to go in and work from 12-4:30 today before I get to begin my "2" days off and then start it all over again on Monday morning.