What the hell? I can't go up on line! You have to be in proper uniform to be up there, and I obviously wasn't. Up I went anyways, and finally, genius clues in that I still didn't have my hat on, and ran back to get it. Then the rest of the night was basically spent trying to get stuff done, like taking down line, and such, and trying not to fall over from exhaustion at the same time.
So yeah. From now on, sure, they can call me in to do dishes or whatever, but once I'm done those, and any other prep work I think they won't have a chance to do otherwise, I'm gone. Especially after what Josh pulled tonight.
I don't know what I'm going to do right now, but going up to bed sounds just fine. I don't have to be to work 'till 10 tomorrow, but knowing it, they'll try to call me in early. It's me, Josh, and John closing though, so chances are I won't have much of a choice either.
And what's worse, next week, we go back to being open 'till 2 in the the morning Sunday through Wednesday. Just great.
I'm sorry if I'm coming across as overly angry, but tonight was just not a good night. And on that note, I'm going upstairs, most likely to bed.