The kiosk itself has only just come under control to the point where, in theory, there will be no daily "emergency of the day". However, now the part-time staff is proving problematic in that the availability initially claimed and the days/nights they are in fact available for are two separate entities. This is not good. Nor is it welcomed. I have not spent the last 14 days straight (and on a lot of days, staying late or working without a break) working so damned hard to keep things afloat, only now to see the end result attempt to implode in front of me.

If there is going to be a fire, dammit, I'm going to be setting it!

(Well, me or the kiosk's amazing technicolour curtain of melting doom.)

This is to say nothing of the store, which is also only just starting to look like its old self again. The store part is looking decent once more, but the stockroom looks like an explosion I still have to sift through. And then there's still new employee training. And a lot of backlog paperwork I'm still attempting to get to, if not for something new and unwelcomed arising every day. Throw in yesterday's really spiteful customer I was tempted to throw water on just to see if she melted, and I think I'm bordering between flat out collapsing from exhaustion, or sending out a birthday list that simply reads: 1) a shovel, 2) two hours, 3) an alibi.

If you feel cheapened by the fact that this little bit of nowhere finally returns only to be filled with aggravation and seething emo, don't worry. I'll be getting a day off on Sunday...I think...and ideally after that things will settle down to a point where I won't have to go to the little red box in our stockroom that reads: "In case of homicidal rage, break glass."


Today's Lesson: retail workers are people too. People who have boxes large enough to transport your corpse if you catch them on the day they're about ready to snap. Just FYI.