Holy shit dude.

We start off the morning by not having a TL or a supervisor. And it was just me and this girl for a couple of hours because the third person that was supposed to come in was an hour late. So we're literally scrambling around, trying to get orders checked in and put away and a former worker (who is a now a TL at a different store.) called in to check on us and asked me to refill the drinks. Mind you, we have two of those drink fridge things and the store is busy and we only have two people so you can imagine the stress that I had this morning. Then, someone came in at noon (Fun fact: Remember the incident where my TL got super pissed? The one who threw the ball at the mugs is the person who came in today.) and he's like the world's worst worker so I would either find him standing at the register doing nothing (Which you're not even allowed to do in the first place.) or I would find him in the stockroom playing on his phone (Which is like a strict rule that we aren't allowed to use our phones) and I didn't even tell on him because I just wanted to go home.

Also, apparently someone else was talking shit about me. Remember the guy that I said looked like Tyler Oakley but sounded like Joey Graceffa? He was the one in question. Now, mind you, I had said nothing but good things about him. I even wish that he was the TL at my store. And apparently he hates me more than my TL does and he thinks I'm annoying just because I'm quiet. I think that people are just trying to get me out of the store because they're the ones that actually hate me and they're just making shit up.

But I spent a couple of hours really depressed because I actually thought that I wasn't being lied to and I barely ate my salad on my break because I was depressed and stressed at the same time. I was depressed until it was time for me to leave.

Up until it was time for me to leave, things went pretty smoothly. I finished putting away some T-shirts and hoodies that I had to check in this morning and also organized the area that my register was in. But when my time to leave rolled around, my replacement wasn't here. I thought that they would be there in a few minutes and everything would be fine. Nope. 3:15 rolled around and he still wasn't there (You start getting what the call "points" when you're late fifteen minutes.) so I went and called and asked if he was coming (I also asked about his other girl because she wasn't there yet either.) and they said that he worked this morning and I'm just like, "It says that he works 3 PM to 12 AM so he's supposed to be here." And they said that they would call and try to find him. I then broke a rule and called my grandma because at this point I was twenty minutes late and I wanted to let her know that I was okay. I did that and waited around another twenty minutes or so and he comes in and he's like, "What's wrong?"
Me in my mind: "WHAT DO YOU MEAN WHAT'S WRONG?! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE HERE TWETNY MINUTES AGO AND I'M STILL HERE FILING IN FOR YOU!"
Me out loud: "You're my replacement."
Him: "Oh, I was assigned to a different store and I'm not allowed to leave."
Me in my mind: "YOU COULD HAVE CALLED AND SAID THAT!"
Me out loud: "Oh. Okay."
Him: You can go ahead and cash out."
Me: "Who's going on this register?"
Him: "I'll move people around, don't worry."
Me: "Okay."
After that, I took my money to the back to count it but he had to call the office because the other girl still wasn't here (I was told she was at the office) and he said that she was there because she was  in big trouble and that it was his fault. I didn't ask about it and he told me that I could go ahead and count my money to leave and he told me to have a great day and I said the same and we also told each other goodbye. I counted the money and took it back to cash control and left. Well, almost. As soon as we were about to leave, I realized that I forgot to clock out. I'm freaking out and my grandma drives me back and then I clock out and then FINALLY leave. We make a pit stop at McDonald's and I get an Oreo McFlurry and my little sis gets a medium vanilla milkshake. By the time we get back to my grandma's house, my step-dad is standing at the door and I don't have time to get changed so I grabbed my stuff and headed home. I got home, changed, and wrote this whole thing. Yep.

Fun fact: The guy that was supposed to be my replacement is the same guy who supposedly said that he hated me more than my TL and called me annoying because I was quiet. 
Extra little story from work today: This lady asked me if we had child leashes and I showed her where they were and she wanted to try them on her kid before she bought them. The kid got really mad and he started screaming bloody murder and everyone is looking over at them and I'm just standing there not really knowing what to do. She eventually gets it on and off the kid and decides that she's going to buy it. So I scan the leash and the kid is still crying. The lady tries putting him in the  wagon and giving him some pretzel sticks and cheese but he still continues to cry.  But he eventually stops when the lady gives him one of those Go-Go Squeeze things and she said that she was sorry and I told her that it was okay. She finally gives me her card and I swipe it and she's on her way.

Today was a fun day.

HAHAHAHAHAHA THAT'S REAL FUNNY!

-Sky