I am so pissed off right now that I could very well shit a fucking hedgehog.
I’ve had a trip planned for a little over six months now and I’ve been looking really forward to it and when I was hired 3 months ago, I made sure to book the day off right away. When I was hired, I asked my manager how much notice she preferred when booking time off, and she told me 2 weeks. The day I want off is this month and I booked it off at the beginning of August. She informed me that I gave a great amount of notice, so I definitely had the day off.
So I purchased all of my tickets, booked everything and now everything is planned. But wait, there’s more. Today, she came up to me and told me that she’ll still “try her best” to give me the day off, but there’s nobody to cover for me.
Wait, what the FUCK now? First off, her AND my only other morning coworker BOTH called in sick last minute last week, so I was by myself for 3 hours (The first 3 hours after we open are the busiest, by the way) until my awesome coworker came in. Plus, my coworker, we’ll call her Bitchy McWhineass, books off at LEAST 5 days a month and always gets them off. I’m asking for ONE day, and it’s not even a busy day of the week, either. But besides, she already told me that I had it off. The tickets for the show I’m going to see are non-refundable AND there’s a price to cancel my other tickets. I’m so fucking fucked if she decides to not give me the day off.
Fuck fuckity fuck fuck fuck!
Alright, now onto a decent story.
My step mum and I went shopping the other day in a town about an hour away. We picked up a few Christmas gifts then wandered off to look at boots for myself, since I was in desperate need of a new pair of winter boots.
We greeted the two men working and went on our way to check some out, shortly after, my step mum wandered off to the store next to us to look at some gift cards.
One of the men came up to me and we started chatting, he even told me when a pair of boots were ugly, which was nice. I settled on a nice, decent priced pair of boots and we continued chatting for a bit more. He was honestly one of the nicest people I have ever met, he told me that him and his husband had recently got married and even showed me a few photos (Note: Such an adorable couple.)
He took me up to the cash to pay for my boots, and then he said “Ok, I am SO not supposed to do this, but you are one of the most polite and adorable girls ever! So I’m going to give you a discount.” I was already really excited, just to be told that I was adorable, and I was honestly just expecting a small discount. However, he gave me 20% off! I was so excited that I nearly peed, I swear.
Being a polite and awesome custy pays off, bitches!