➛ June 21st, 2020
I walked into work and my coworker told me that we only had three people to get through the shift. I was ready to turn around and walk out but I didn't want to foresake my coworkers. As I already knew, it got bad. It was so busy and people just kept piling into the store. I didn't even remember that it was Father's Day until I got home.
I was so pissed when I got home, though. The amount of attitude from the customers and then the second shift employees, I was over the top angry. You can't complain about an unstocked kitchen when we've been scrambling for the past 7 hours! I ended up staying overtime to get things done. I just can't believe that my manager let the schedule go like that... especially on a Sunday!
But, I'm sitting on my porch right now. Three dogs begging for my attention. Hot air breezing my legs. Thunder rumbling in the distance with promise of a good rain. And a beautiful view over the valley - my home. Its peaceful and lovely and I'm pretty calm now.
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