A Charming Story in Which a Terrible Day Ends Well
Wednesday: 8:00 AM
I arrive at work. The first two hours of my shift involve cleaning and putting things away. Thankfully the store is still closed so I just walk around with my headphones on and try to look as busy as possible.
10:00 AM
The store opens. The first customer of the day asks me if we have any Wii controllers. We don't. We never do. She then spends the next fifteen minutes blaming me for the short supply. She accuses me of hiding controllers and lying to her when she called. What a fucking twat. I tell her it's not my fault and she's shit out of luck. She doesn't really like this and leaves.
10:20 AM
The second customer of the day asks me to help him find some movies. Easy enough. I find the movies, hand them to him and go about my business. A few minutes later I walk up to the customer service desk to print some tags and what do I see... the guy is trying to return the movies I JUST handed him. I tell the girl working at customer service not to accept them. He says he has a receipt. Fine. We call a manager and then spend the next ten minutes checking security footage to prove he didn't bring the movies with him. He didn't. He had actually bought the movies the previous day and was trying to return ones he'd picked up in the store so he could get the money back and keep the movies. He was kicked out of the store.
My day is off to a shitty start.
The rest of the day is spent dealing with cranky customers and cleaning. By the time 4:00 rolls around I am in a painfully bad mood. I then change and hop on the bus to go to choir.
Choir is fine. I tried out for a solo and came THIS close to getting it. I might get to do it on tour though. It'll be amusing.
And then... karaoke. Whoo boy. Daniel drank a lot. I had a lovely time. And then... antics.
A chair was stolen. Wine was consumed. Eventually we all passed out. Evidence here.
Thursday: 6:30 AM
There is some form of alarm going off telling me I need to go to work. I stumble to the bus and go to work. My department supervisor informs me I smell like booze. I mumble something about not showering and try to get some work done.
Work went well. I got a lot done and didn't have to talk to many people. Now I have two days off and I'm hoping they go well.
Wednesday: 8:00 AM
I arrive at work. The first two hours of my shift involve cleaning and putting things away. Thankfully the store is still closed so I just walk around with my headphones on and try to look as busy as possible.
10:00 AM
The store opens. The first customer of the day asks me if we have any Wii controllers. We don't. We never do. She then spends the next fifteen minutes blaming me for the short supply. She accuses me of hiding controllers and lying to her when she called. What a fucking twat. I tell her it's not my fault and she's shit out of luck. She doesn't really like this and leaves.
10:20 AM
The second customer of the day asks me to help him find some movies. Easy enough. I find the movies, hand them to him and go about my business. A few minutes later I walk up to the customer service desk to print some tags and what do I see... the guy is trying to return the movies I JUST handed him. I tell the girl working at customer service not to accept them. He says he has a receipt. Fine. We call a manager and then spend the next ten minutes checking security footage to prove he didn't bring the movies with him. He didn't. He had actually bought the movies the previous day and was trying to return ones he'd picked up in the store so he could get the money back and keep the movies. He was kicked out of the store.
My day is off to a shitty start.
The rest of the day is spent dealing with cranky customers and cleaning. By the time 4:00 rolls around I am in a painfully bad mood. I then change and hop on the bus to go to choir.
Choir is fine. I tried out for a solo and came THIS close to getting it. I might get to do it on tour though. It'll be amusing.
And then... karaoke. Whoo boy. Daniel drank a lot. I had a lovely time. And then... antics.
A chair was stolen. Wine was consumed. Eventually we all passed out. Evidence here.
Thursday: 6:30 AM
There is some form of alarm going off telling me I need to go to work. I stumble to the bus and go to work. My department supervisor informs me I smell like booze. I mumble something about not showering and try to get some work done.
Work went well. I got a lot done and didn't have to talk to many people. Now I have two days off and I'm hoping they go well.
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