Can we at least get a new radio station?

I think I had one of the worst days today. I cant wait until 6:00 pm on Wednesday so that I can finally be done with Superstore once and for all. I swear to whatever God exists and cares to listen to me that I will never work for them ever again.

It started out ok. Doing breaks is fine because it makes the day go faster. But then I got stuck on express and things just went to hell from there. I can't stand being on express. Apparently I'm just not fast enough for the people who decide they need a newspaper or pop or grapes or more than twelve items in the 'twelve items or less' lane at 8 o'clock at night and are either too lazy or too simple to work the self check out. You touch the screen where it tells you to! Sorry I can't move at an inhuman pace to give you your 13 cents of change. It's not my fault the four people in front of you had status cards.

From there I got moved back and forth between the two express lanes, having to drag the mat back and forth since there was no mat on lane 11. Ever stood in one place for half an hour with worn out shoes? It sucks. A lot. Thankfully they moved me to the big lanes at 9:30. Did that make things better? No. I turned into the Express/Regular lane where no one is happy. People with a few items are mad because they have to use the regular lanes behind regular sized orders, and have only regular sized lanes and the self check out to choose from. Who gets the snotty comments as a result? Me. People with regular sized items are frustrated with the larger amount of people with single/couple item orders because they can't get in before them. Who has to listen to them complain about how people can't use the U-Scan? Me. Know who would rather bitch at them all then smile and agree with them that all of that sucks? Ya, me.

The highlights of my day were Andy and Sean coming into the store for 3 minutes to say hi to me, and a regular customer telling me that I was his favorite cashier.

When I saw two of my favorite people in the world come through the doors, I wanted to tell the lady trying to force her status card at me to fuck off so I could go and hug and Andy and leave. That was all I wanted today, was a hug from my boyfriend. Stupid work. The closer it gets to Saturday, the more I want to latch on to him and not let go. I'm gonna miss him so much. Hopefully I get to spend some more time with him this week. I have to get all my stuff packed before I can stay at his place on Thursday, so I'm going to start burning away at that in the next few days.

But before that happened and I was still on the express lane the first time, I had a guy whose been coming to the store regularly since I worked at this store the first time. He's French, I think, so he's got a neat accent and I always end up having some sort of interesting conversation with him. He's an older guy. Anyways, he came up to my lane with a smile and says "Ah, my favorite cashier!" We talked about me going away to school and stuff and then he said that I always seemed really cool and nice and he wished me luck this year. Too bad things went sour after that so I didn't really get to enjoy it aside from the moment he said it.

I hope that these awful days aren't going to be a trend this week. Yesterday was pretty bad too. Andy was supposed to come to Superbad with me and my younger brother and his friend, but people came to eat at Joeys 5 minutes before close so he couldn't come with us. That sucked, but the movie was good. I had terrible luck with traffic and getting places on time for reasons out of my control. I got stuck behind the out-of-country drivers from hell. Who stops in the middle of an intersection and waits a minute or two to decide if they're going to turn or not?


I need a vacation.