work sucks

Man, I hate working during the holidays. I'm always scheduled to work out on the floor, but half an hour after I've arrived, they always pull me up to the registers for a couple of hours because no one schedules enough cashiers up front. Makes me mad.

The Softlines manager had called me up to the front just as I was beginning to help a customer in Electronics, so I ignored the page because I was busy helping someone and wasn't going to just abandon him. Then the Electronics manager, Tristan, went into the back to see if we had any more of this portable DVD player that the guy was interested in. While Tristan was in the back, the Softlines manager called me and yelled at me for not coming up to the registers right away. It was bullshit. So then I was all pissy for the next hour or so. That was fun.

I was really super tired, too, so I took a caffiene pill that I'd put in my pocket like, a month ago. I was so jittery and shakey for the next hour or so after I took that...It was weird, I thought I was going to get sick or something.

It was just a poopy day. I think tomorrow I am going to try, yet again, to get renter's insurance, mail out Christmas gifts, and do absolutely nothing because I don't work :) Oh, and I'm learning a lot on my guitar, like figuring out how to tune it all by myself with a tuner (since I've never used one and it didn't come with instructions lol) and I've learned three notes and a couple songs, but I couldn't tell you the notes in any particular order...or what their names are, except...four of them. Out of six. That's not bad.

OH! And I just found out that I have a B in my K-8 Music Methods class that I dispised so much. That just made my day so much better!