Then I got a call from a woman who didn't have her package yet. The store fucked up. hardcore
THEY RAN 14 GIFT CARDS to pay for the order. FOURTEEN.
You are allowed to use 10 different methods of payment.
Hopefully this woman gets it by Saturday.
I felt really bad about this one. She sounded like a sweet old lady. And I was more pissed at the store for pulling this bullshit. They are running a gift card contest. Fine. Run 5 gift cards in varying amounts, NOT FOURTEEN.
I left work early. I had a headache brewing. The cold is getting to me. And it's not even that bad. Although, my hands are feeling fairly frozen right now. oooo feeling fairly frozen.
No day driver scheduled for Saturday and Sunday. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA*sob*HAHAHHAHA
I'm the Saturday opener. We'll see if I start driving instead. I may be the driver on Sunday. He's going to let me know tomorrow so I can tell work whether I can or can not come in and listen to women bitch that their fucking bras and pants aren't there for the holiday.
I can't wait for this job to be over. Seriously.