Confessions

I was ready to throw coffee urns at heads tonight. Wow, busy. On the PA system, they let the customers know we were closing in twenty minutes, then ten minutes, then, "It is now nine p.m. and the store is officially closed for the evening. We ask that you bring your final purchases to the front for checkout. Thank you for shopping with us, and have a nice night."
Ten minutes before we closed, I suddenly get a huge line of people, everyone wanting coffee, which, come on, I don't have coffee made. By this time, I usually have hot water in the urn to soak overnight, but I had to make a pot of coffee. And everyone wanted fappuccinnos. A lady asked, five minutes before we closed, if we had any smoothies.
"No." I told her. I was not about to say the Vivanno. Hell no! That thing takes ten minutes to make and is very messy and I still had another customer behind her to help. No way was I making this satanic drink.
Then, twenty minutes after we closed, I hear on the PA system, "Catherine, we're clear." Tim, our new manager said this. He was letting Catherine know we were clear of customers and the doors were locked.
"Thank God," she replied on the overhead. I laughed. How could I not? Do these people not pay any attention to the sign on the door that has the hours on it? Do they not care that we still have to stick around and clean everything after they leave and we're tired and ready to drop by this point? Do they not hear the three announcements we make to let them know, to give them advance warning?
I hate people.
Whenever me and my sisters are out shopping, we pay attention to store hours. If we forget what time a place closes, when we hear the announcement, we make a beeline for the register or the doors. We were closed and I saw people browsing the magazine like they had all day to read the latest gossip. Seriously? What part of "We are closed" don't you understand?
Grrrrr......(growling and shaking my head in frustration.)
Anyway, just a bad night. And I work again tomorrow at Noon. At least I am not opening or closing, my favorite shift. Show up, make drinks, go home. No stressing that everythings not going to be done for open. Not stressing about having everything done for close and ready for open. Just coffee making. Plus I work with Megan all morning, she's fun to work with, and Devin in the evening. I haven't seen Devin in a while. He only works a few nights a week, usually a saturday and I haven't been working saturdays lately. Which is fine, cause church is Saturday nights for me. Which means I'm missing it tomorrow, but I agreed to switch shifts with Sarah before I realized it. Oh, well.
Do I have a problem? Yesterday I bought two books. Blue is for Nightmares and White is for Magic. Tonight, I got a five dollar tip from Pat, so I think, Hey, I have enough for that other book I want...And since I was having a bad night, I bought it. Three books in two days. Do I have money for this? No, but that doesn't stop me. I bought Uglies by Scott Westerfeld. And I didn't just buy it, I started reading it. I'm never going to learn. Laugh out loud, add this to my list of books I am currantly reading. I'm never going to finish a complete book again, am I?
Did you know that Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister is a movie? Yeah, Stockard Channing, Matthew Goode (who is absolutely gorgeous and has a sexy accent) and a few others I know by face but not name. It's a really good movie, I watched the whole thing on youtube.com. Check it out.
Well, I'm off to clean off my bed since I threw clean laundry there this morning. Then, I'm reading. I should read Nanny Diaries since I'm really close to finishing it, but I have a feeling it's going to be Uglies or Blue is for Nightmares.