Here's how much my employers suck...

...i asked for this weekend off, seeing as i'm...i don't know...graduating. so they scheduled me to work for friday and sunday, even though they knew that my whole family would be here, and even though we aren't ever open on sundays and thus it somehow did not occur to me to request sunday off.

so i asked them if i could, considering the circumstances, have sunday off. and they said yes.

so the modified schedule showed me...you guessed it!...working from 3-5 on sunday. i asked, once more, if i could have the time off and was told to find someone (sarah) to cover for me.

i called sarah myriad times. i never managed to get ahold of her.

so, my family cut our day in brown county very short, so that i could head back to b-town to work. we were in brown county, and did not walk a single trail, even though it was gorgeous out.

i walk into work, clock in, and my boss comes rushing out of the back. "what are you doing here?" she asks.

"working," i reply.

"well, we don't need you in - it's been really slow today." (PS - you think? the store's open on a day when it's usually never open, there was no advertising, and everyone's moved out of town. gee, wonder why there's no business, you dumb fuck.)

but i digress. so they have me clock out.

it's now too late to go back to brown county, and i can't get in touch with my family.

the bitch of the thing is, if i hadn't gone into work, i would have been bitched out for not showing up.

so, fuck you, andrea & joseph hunt. fuck you and your stupid fucking store. i can't wait to tell you i'm quitting.