Today has not been the best day. I tried to just keep moving along and not let those little things bother me, but they made their way in. First, one of the registers didn't want to work for me. It would go insanely slow and change screens randomly on me. So I switched registers, but the next one didn't want to read the cards, so I'd have to swipe them multiple times which made the guests freak out so I'd constantly be saying "Don't worry, it's not your card, it's the machine."
But that wasn't all that Register 5 had in store for me. No, it decided to shut off while I was still logged in causing me to be unable to do anything when we had about 3 people on the registers. But I shrugged my shoulders and let it go since th day was still young. But the thing that finally hit me today was slowly getting "sick" (puke-ish-ly sick) at work and asking for an Early Release, to be told that all of the ER's had already been given out. Yay. So I go back to my little box of a register and within the hour end up running off of it to the restrooms to throw up. Yay green puke! (that's really disgusting considering I haven't eaten anything green in awhile).
Oh and you know what I did when I came back from the restroom? I went back to the registers, but I didn't stay there more than 20 min if even. I begged Jeremy for an ER. I'm sorry, but I can't work after throwing up. I'm not that much of a zombie.

Ever since I was fired from the Taffy shop, I have had nightmares of being back there. Why can't I escape that place?
It was an amazing job, but DeGaulle drove the place into the ground the minute Wilma handed over the keys.

God, the first time I set foot in his other candy shop, I knew nothing good could come from the man. He's a disgusting, foul demon. He was horrible to everyone around him whether it were an employee or a customer. It does not matter to the man. If you weren't in his "family," you were garbage. Plain and simple.

But what kind of human being would treat people the way he did? I may seem melodramatic right now, but he is a terrible person. Anyone who has worked for him or didn't do as the almighty bastard said knows this.

I wish something could be done. I'm more than willing to "air his dirty laundry" and tell everything that I have witnessed him do...Karma needs to come around and soon.

*sigh*
I needed a good rant. I hope this new problem goes away.

Work is going to be a little killer the next two weeks. I have six days straight for each week with only Sunday as my day off. That's 44 hours this week and a little over 40 hours the next week. I hope they ask me to extend some of these days. I'll gladly do it for the overtime. Hopefully this means I'll be able to catch up on some bills. I hate being behind. >.<