I'm on my way there, gonna be like 15 minutes early... and the car runs out of gas (gas gauge is broken and I'm bad at math, so I fucked up on the mileage). I call my boss and let her know I'm gonna be late but I'll definitely be there. My fiance and I hike about two miles (at 10:30pm, in January, in Missouri) to get to a gas station.
Did I mention that I injured my foot/ankle the other night at work, while I covered for my store manager because her car broke down, so I closed for her, staying till 1am when I was originally off at 7pm? Yeah.
So hiking, in the cold at night, not dressed for it, we get the gas and get to work. I'm over an hour late, and I'm ready to start spewing apologies.
Until my boss says "Looks like you're the only one who wants to keep their job, since you're the only one who decided to show the hell up to a mandatory meeting."
Seriously. The only one. Some of the others have been there for a couple years, I've only been there less than two months, and I'm the only one that showed up?
The boss lady is PISSED at them, and basically said that I'm getting my 35 hours a week now, regardless of whether the others are willing to share their hours with me. She's going to take away their hours and give them to me, because I was the only one that showed up.
It's *almost* worth walking on my injured foot.
--Battery Jesus Girl