#rrhhh

it's not my fucking fault you waited to the end of black friday to go in and try and find all the shit you were looking for. go online, its there too. don't yell at me because you 'just assumed' that we would have your item in stock at the end of the night.

no it is not false advertising. we DID have it, you just didnt come by in time.

jessudifglkh

im probably closing with all of the new hires too. my experienced co-worker went home terribly sick day before yesterday i doubt shes better today -crosses fingers-. so that means i get to possibly clEAN UP THE ENTIRE AFTERMATH OF THE EXPLOSION THAT IS BLACK FRIDAY. ON TOP OF also cleaning out the fitting rooms regularly (as in clean up mountains of clothes that lazy assholes decide that its A-OKAY to leave in there on the floor), PUT ALL THAT SHIT back out on the floor where it belongs, WHICH IS EXTREMELY DIFFICULT WHEN CUSTOMERS START DROPPING THE STUFF THEY DONT WANT ON THE CLOSEST RACK NEXT TO THEM. hey did you grab that shirt on the rack over there?? THEN WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU JUST LEAVE IN ON THAT RACK RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU? WOULD IT FUCKING KILL YOU TO WALK THE 5 FUCKING STEPS TO THE CORRECT PLACE? YEAH, OF COURSE IT WOULD.

then i gotta somehow fold down the entire store, all of those folded tables that are torn up to shit because people just wanna open up all the shirts and take a look at them, which is fine. UNTIL THEY JUST TOSS THEM BACK UP ON THE TOP SHELF, REGARDLESS OF WHAT SHELF THEY GOT IT ON. so then we just get a giant pile of unfolded shirts up top, then lots of little mini piles of unfolded shirts on all the other shelves. basically i have to refold every shirt. on every table. in every department. Men's is basically entirely tables.

uuRRRUURRRRrrghh

just dont wanna.

scheduled till 1am. probably going to be there till 2, i bet. unless my manager decides to be nice.

doubt it.