vent

I just need to vent. I had a rough day at work yesterday and it was bad enough to make me want to quit. See, I guess what happened was, when I started working there, I worked with friends. I could always count on them to be where they were supposed to be, when they were supposed to be there, and if I needed a cashier, I could always trust them to be at the register next to me. There are four cashiers there now, and I can only count on ONE of them to always have my back at work. How ridiculous is that? The other two hop, and I mean literally, hop, off the register as soon as they're little legs can move. I'm almost always calling for back up and more than likely a manager will take the register than one of them.

I wish I could work with Heather all the time really, because I know that she'll always be my back up. It's aggrivating. This is their job, it's not a hard job. It's in fact the easiest job at the store. You are a cashier. You stand at the register. This. is. your. job. I don't give a flying fuck if your knee hurts you too much to stand behind the counter, or if your ADHD makes it hard for you to stand still.

....It's ridiculous.