  I love my friends, with a passion that is often unexplainable. Pat is more then a friend, but the same applies to him. Steven quit his job. Not sure why. I'm sure he got pissed off, and thought that with Louise's job, he had the lee-way. But now he feels bad, and I feel for him. I wish, often, that when my friends need something I could just supply it.
I wish that I could make things painfree for them. I can never do that though, and am often at a loss of how to respond. Poor Pet Toes. Last night at work, we had very few people. No one on the floor except the service departments which are required to be staffed. Hardware (for the the paint), sporting goods (for licenses and keys), pets (for fish), electronics for the registers, and garden (for the registers). None of the people staffing these departmends can be called away for help. They can come get their returns, run to the back, and otherwise, must stay in the department. That leaves : Domestics, paper goods and chemicals, housewares, stationary, over the counter pharmacy, HBA, Toys, and Foods with no one in them. With 3 closing cashiers, it becomes painful. A service desk which normally runs with 3 people, is running with 2, because almost every day in June one of us is on vacation.
By the time the closer gets there, the opener is leaving, giving us no time to catch up from the day. We get no breaks, our lunches are short, and the people that cover us go into overtime. Cindy got 25 minutes of overtime last night, even though I got back early from lunch, because of 2 problem customers in a row.
I shudder to think what would have occured if I had come back on time! I got a raise though. A merit raise. Which makes me happy. There's nothing like being shown "You're doing a great job" then by giving someone money! YAY! Pat and I got to go out to dinner! So we went to Arby's to celebrate. We went to Arby's for our anniversary dinner too. I just realized how very truly sad that is. Oh well :( 
