Made decent money last night. Was kind of funny, since I was an hour late. Oops. I thought I was scheduled from 6-9, but it was 5-10. I walk in and M asks me why I'm an hour late.
"What do you mean? I'm five minutes early!"
"You were scheduled at 5."
I go run and look at the schedule.
"Oh crap. I'm sorry! I'm so used to being 6-9 on Fridays!"
"Just tell G that you had to stay late at your other job."
So, I go over to G and ask for my bank and he asks why I'm an hour late, and I tell him I thought I was scheduled 6-9.
"We figured you just had to stay late at your other job."
"No, I didn't go in today. My back was still sore."
"Am I in trouble?"
"Nah, we weren't slammed, so it's ok."
"You could have called you know."
"Yeah, but no big deal."
I love this place. :)
So, after work I went to 4th, had a slice and talked with A from corporate for a while. We talked about hiring practices, bleeding stomachs, HR debacles and Target. Good times. I left there and headed over to Congress for a free show. Pretty good stuff. I enjoyed Molehill Orchestra. I was more amused by all the willow dancers, though. They crack me up.
Left about midnight, came home, got the heating pad (lunarcamelI'll give it back soon, I swear!) and went to bed.
Let's hope that this stupid back fixes itself by Monday. I'll be going in early.
OH! I didn't tell you the best part of my night. I start the car up after a delivery and it's being all...well, not wanting to get going. Uh oh. Make it to a gas station. Got some gas, the low fuel light had just come on, and decided to check the oil. BONE FUCKING DRY. Threw a quart in, it's much better now. Guess the heat really does a number on the oil. Gotta keep an eye on that.
Ok, need to check on laundry and get showered and ready to go to watch some pigskin and then...work. I am actually scheduled 6-9 tonight. :)