Work sucked big time tonight. I made 1/2 of what I usually do. We had a bartender on top of it, so there went more of my money. I came in with a pretty big 'tude too.
You could feel the frost vibrating off of me. Slappy comes up to me and says "we MAY be able to give you next weekend off". Well that is an improvement from "no". But not good enough. Seems my call into his partner helped things along. Poor Mario tried to smooth things over. I think being a Latino, he's a little more supersticious and does not want to piss of the witch. That or he realizes that I'll quit over this. Any way, no one got in my way tonight, no one harassed me, so that was a blessing. I had a pretty crappy day and was not in the mood for any one's shit.