Happy Friday, party people 馃帀馃
I’m at work, getting here two hours early, eating a bagel in the backroom because he has the car again for another probation office appointment. This is day one on the new system, I’m working an extra long shift, and I’m not really looking forward to any of the day, to be completely honest.
Yesterday was awful, and that’s even considering that we closed early. It was frigging bedlam all day. The night crew broke the toilet AGAIN – the third time in a week – and it wasn’t fixed until about 3:30pm. I had to call every single patient who had things filled to let them know we were closing early and to come get their shit. More people called to bitch that we’ve called them every day this week and they know we’re closing early, or couldn’t understand why they couldn’t pick things up after we closed, than actually came in to get their things. Several people called an hour or two before closure to have things filled and promised they’d be in.
Shocking to absolutely no one at all, none of them came in.
Except for the one dude whose MD sent over things 10 minutes after we closed. He spent 45 minutes attempting to call us, ignoring the fact that the phone message said were closed. Later, he managed to sneak in behind someone from the remodel crew to yell at everyone about how we were closed and couldn’t give him his stuff.
Tomorrow’s going be be ok, however. I have a workout planned, and I might bleach my hair out and give it a fresh color. Our shopping list is finished, and we’ll get everything needed for the holiday and next week’s meals. We plan on doing a lot of baking on Sunday, because I want to bring cookies into work on Monday to celebrate surviving all of this week’s bullshit. I have a “food itinerary” laid out, with the things that will get prepped every night leading up to Thursday. It’s never fun trying to do everything that morning, and if I get an invite somewhere, I’d like to make a token appearance before we do our own little household thing.
