I'll get unstuck. I have to. I've been very politely asked to go into work for three hours today. Why? Teller #9 called off, of course. Teller #9, who was originally supposed to be off today, but begged me to switch a day with her, so I did. I worked her weekday.
Um, no, actually, there isn't. I barely got that in. She called off yesterday, too. Three of us knew she was going to do that; she'd started complaining the day before, even though she looked perfectly fine.
And then there's Bratdoll, who strolled in two hours late yesterday, a Friday, a very busy Friday. Put them on the schedule! Who knows? They might come! They both keep going on about needing more hours. Well, I'm getting them, thankyouverymuch. Oh, I know, it's only three hours, and yet.
I won't be a goblin about it.
**(Update, as if it matters) Bratdoll called off today, which was an even bigger problem, and #9 actually did drag her butt in, but immediately announced her intention of leaving as soon as Bratdoll came. Which didn't happen, so #9 had to stay until I got there. Poor #9.
Okay, end of vent.
If you're stuck on the computer, as I might have been today, you might enjoy checking out A Cup of Jo. She's got some mighty interesting links to check out this weekend.
I'll get caught up tomorrow...