Work sucks

So, work sucked big time yesterday. My boss was having a birthday party for her little girl and it ran from 12-3. First of all, Cynde, my boss, told Amanda that she could get off at 1 so she could make the party and added that if Peggy was working then she didn't have to work at all. Which pissed me off because Cynde doesn't work weekends and didn't know how fucking busy we were at the time, but still told her that she could get off. It also made me mad because, what about the other 6 people who were working? What makes Amanda so much more special that she gets to leave to attend the party? Greg, the second shift manager, was scheduled to come in at 2 so I figured I'd get the first two drawers counted before he got in so he'd just have to verify them then I could count the last two and hurry out to make the end of the party. Funny thing though, it takes Greg 45 mins to count two damn drawers. What's funny about that? I can have all four and the petty cash counted in 30. Thing is he was counting and then looking at the numbers I had down and wanted to "talk to me" about the discrepancies. I had to explain to him that the figures he's looking at were BEFORE I took out the deposit, which I thought was pretty obvious if you added it up since it was way over the $200 that we keep in the drawer, but I guess he's just not all that bright. It probably took 5-10 mins to finally get him to understand what I was saying. He tried to tell me how I'm supposed to count the drawer, which pissed me off. There is nothing that says "this is how you must count the drawers". Most of the managers use the same method, I chose not to. I like how I do it and they can all fuck themselves before I'll use theirs. So then I had to count the last two drawers, which I was tempted to say "Look, I'm already late I need to go and you can count the last two" but I didn't. After counting them he wanted to verify them as well. So I didn't end up getting out until 4 when I was supposed to get out around 2.

Today wasn't that bad. Deby called and woke me around 9:30 and asked if I could go in at 10 instead of 11, so I did. It started off pretty slow and being 66 F outside. Within and hour and a half it had dropped down to 47 F. My back was killing me today. I ended up having to take a vicodin because of it, so now I'm down to 3 1/2 out of the 20 that I got back in March for my toe. I got out of there today at 2, which I am thankful for. I'm taking a break right now then I'll be going to ACE to work this evening.