Work...I'm glad I'm done for the week
Nov. 7th, 2007 08:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
psghayleauxSo I get to work and the managers are all out back yelling at each other. That's never a good sign. I count up my draw, it's over by $5.02. If it's over 5$ you get in trouble. Fortunately it's not my mistake. But when I try and tell the store manager that it's off he tells me to count it again. It had already be count by myself and the other cashier, he didn't want to listen to me. Joy.
Okay so now I've been at work for about an hour when I realise that I never punched it. *headdesk*
This was then all topped off by me having to move cases of oil. Which is not fun on a good day. And today is not a good back day, that lovely muscle knot has been spasming off and on all week. So picking up heavy things, even being careful is not cool.
But now I am home. And I am contemplating the steak I have in the freezer. Because that sounds really very good right now.
Okay so now I've been at work for about an hour when I realise that I never punched it. *headdesk*
This was then all topped off by me having to move cases of oil. Which is not fun on a good day. And today is not a good back day, that lovely muscle knot has been spasming off and on all week. So picking up heavy things, even being careful is not cool.
But now I am home. And I am contemplating the steak I have in the freezer. Because that sounds really very good right now.
