However, there were also some bad parts of the night, but all are things that I may be making too much out of anyways. The first was Sheila, who I never want to close with again because she's worse than Steve in some respects, then had the gall to get in a huff about wanting us to be gone by 10:00, when she had spent at least an hour earlier in the night making dips and who knows what else for some party she was attending after work. If you want to make them at home, then bring them to work so they can stay cool in the walk-in, fine, but it doesn't say much for how you're still the assistant-general manager when you do stuff like that. Also, the only time I answered the phone, Josh happened to be on the other end, first to talk to Sheila, and then to me, presumably to say hi, but the first thing I heard was how I could've been in trouble for not saying my name. Oh, get off it. I'm not taking an order, and if whoever's on the other end asks for my name I'll gladly give it to them, but until then I can't see anything wrong with simply saying "Chatham Taco Bell, how can I help you?"
As for outside of work, I got to experience the shortness one gets when going to Shoppers only a few minutes before they close, and almost wanted to tell a guy who was pounding on the window after 10 that 7-11 sold Tylenol, so he should go get a bottle from there. His excuse that I heard before the manager let him in with a warning to make it quick was "I just need Tylenol for my kid!" Perhaps, but you have a truly impeccable sense of timing for being able to arrive there less than a minute after they'd closed.
Anyways, I'm going back to Pic Pic for now since I should have enough time to complete ten mazes today, and I'm not sure about after that yet. I'll find something to do~