Bad ToyMan, Bad!

Did a boo-boo at work today. We were moving the paint and I dropped some and I spilled it all over the new tile. Oops! We got it cleaned up and we think the floor machine can get the stain out over the course of a few nights. Maybe.

Some of us had to stay late to get caught up. It was that or stay late tomorrow and that just wasn’t going to happen. I’m not staying late again on a Friday, it really bums me out not getting home to see the buds. Anyway, the two of us that stayed the extra hour and a half managed to set sixteen feet of shelves when our combined teams of ten people barely managed to get twenty-four feet set between them. Sometimes I wonder why we bother.

Yesterday I was going on about the customers, don’t even get me started about the managers at this store. It’s not like we pulled up in a bus in front of the store and said “GOOD MORNING STORE 1234!” to start the renovation. They knew about this way in advance, they knew which departments were losing shelf space, and still they are surprised that not everything goes back up on the shelves. Dorks!

I get to go home tomorrow! Yay me! I get to see Ember and Sam! Yay me!

Yeah, I got no life. But I got friends, and that’s all I need right now.