Worst. Day. Ever.

Work was bad.

Okay, Kris' idea of 'register training' is telling me the basic functions (how to get through your general transaction) and then setting me loose on the world. This is a very, very bad idea when she decides to do this on a day when 50% of the transactions are actually returns and exchanges. UGH. Plus there were all kinds of fucking russians who wanted me to ring things up in two separate transactions.

SO. FUCKING. ANNOYING. AND our POS is so fucking outdated and useless. Here was my biggest annoyance today. A guy wanted gift receipts for the three things he bought. There's no option to select them all at once. You have to go back for each fucking line and manually do each one. AND if you fuck up and forget to add a discount to something but already rang the next item up, you have to fucking void the entire goddamn transaction because you have to add the discount immediately to the line you just rang up and their line deletes make the system fucking freeze up. IT'S HELL. And now I'm gonna be expected to ring every goddamn day I work.

So my last russian guy I had to have Joe take over for because his suits weren't ringing up correctly and the stupid line deletes/edits weren't working.

Today was just... bad. And before I got 'register trained', I was replenishing, walked past this guy and he says to me, "Don't you ever say 'excuse me'?!"

"...huh?" -me
"You bumped into me twice!"

*seething inside, ready to fucking deck him*
"Oh, did I? I'm so sorry." -dripping with sweetness and sincerity

I did NOT EVER bump into this guy. First of all, I didn't recognize him. SECOND, whenever I bump into someone, of COURSE I'm going to apologize. DUH. I fucking love these foreigners who come in and try to pick fights with the minimum wage employees.

After that one, I was about to fucking lose it. And that was the FIRST incident of the day! FUCK!

Goddamn. I need to go shower and decompress. Gotta shoot with LunaC at 10am in Capitol Hill tomorrow. I'm a nervous wreck. 'Cause not only am I gonna stink to high heaven after all is said and done, I'm probably gonna ruin the dress I'm gonna wear. Pooo.

I need to figure out what I'm gonna do to my hair.

Okay. Shower.