March 18th, 2008

Satchel Table

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I somehow made it through a day of shitty tippers, random cold/hot weather (seriously, that made no sense what so ever), fevers, sniffles, clogged sinuses, more shitty tippers, weird asshats, Teresa (thankfully, I didn't deliver to her, someone else got that honor).

Tonight, I have no idea how it's going to go. I may have two cooks, I have one driver for sure and supposedly, I'll be getting assistance from one of my bosses. I say supposedly because he never told ME, but may have told others. I have no idea. I refuse to call because it's stupid. I need help, the issue has been made clear at least five days in advance, if not more, there is no reason why this shouldn't be fixed. So, if he doesn't show, I'll call in someone else, or I'll try to handle it the best I can.

I have tomorrow off. I'm tempted to shut my phone off. Or, at the very least, I'll just ignore calls from the store. Let them call other people, I'm taking the time I need.
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