i hate work.
Today was the most horrible, anxiety-inducing day at work ever. It all started when I got in. Last night I closed with this new girl Sorral and she took the garbage out, apparantly leaving a trail of shit on the sidewalk. So this morning the sidewalk-cleaner-man came in and bitched out Joey in front of everyone. So Noya decided that since I was the shift in charge last night that I needed to go outside and scrub everything off the sidewalk. FUCK THAT. I flat out refused. I'm sorry, but I am not the one who took that shit out to the dumpster and made that mess. What, am I supposed to be checking up on people who take the garbage out now? That is ridiculous!!! Not to mention that it is that man's JOB (a.k.a. he gets paid) to clean fucking sidewalks. THEN, Noya sent Brandon home for wearing brown shoes (he has worn them every single day since she has been there and she has never said anything to him before). He was on the verge of quitting on the spot. She is a miserable person on power trip and I seriously hate her. A lot. Me, Joey, Kelly, and Brandon were all fucking having anxiety attacks while she was there. Brandon was so close to just causing a huge scene and quitting on the spot. Damn. She has really made life miserable for a lot of people. BLAH!