Imaginary Weekends |
If I have my way, it'll be a coming of age story. |
Last night I ended up working alone at Starbucks for 3 hours off the clock (read: from 12am - 3am) setting up all the holiday display stuff. I started working on setting up display stuff at 5 pm, my god it took forever but at midnight I sent the other people home because well…I’ll get in trouble if they’re clocked in and working too late and I’m not ethically okay with having people besides myself working off the clock. Anyway, by all accounts it should have been a terrible day today because I had work at 10:30 after getting home from work at 3. I woke up at 10:47. FUCK. Called in rolled out of bed and more or less fell into the discarded pile of work clothes that I wore yesterday, made sure my hair wasn’t standing entirely on end and went to work. No food, no brushing teeth…still should be an awful day, BUT THEN: my district manager comes in and tells me how good all the display shit looks AND THEN my manager does my 6 month review which I nailed and GOT A RAISE. Got to work with my favorite person there so it ended up being kind of a good day :)