Sat: my blackberry keypad stopped working, so if I charged it I could see that I had messages etc, but could not get to anything because my phone was stuck locked.
Sun: I was working a split for the holiday meeting and I was trying to do my job which currently is operations, and the asm's just because he's fucking stupid. and I was trying to get a F/o in the wall but I could barely reach, so the face out fell, and i was standing in the bootset next to the denim wall, and so I used my cat like reflexes to move my head out of the way. Which turned out to be into the denim shelves, which wasn't far enough away from the faceout anyways. So I bashed both sides of my head. Then I said split right.. So on the way back to work for the meeting, I slammed on the brakes when I should have just gone through the yellow light, spilling my large ice coffee all over the radio in my car. The radio was not happy with the face that I let ice get in the tape deck, so the tape deck just kept playing and playing and playing, even when I turned off the car. There was no tape in it mind you because I wouldn't even know where to get one if I tried. So then I was like shit what am I going to do because if the car battery dies I don't even have a phone to call AAA. So I just tore apart the dashboard. Well first I kicked the radio with my boots, and that didn't make it happier I promise. So now I get to drive around, and already ridiculous 1987 560sel Mercedes with purple tinted windows (look it up you'll cry with laughter), but I have no radio, no phone, a headache from hell and my dashboard (well to be fair I guess it's the center council) is pulled apart. I should just drive around singing," Rollin' down the street smokin' endo sippin' on gin n juice"
Tuesday: I woke up with a MONSTER fucking headache. Went to call off only to find that they'd given the ASM his last day off, so there was going to be none of that calling off. So I go to work to find that our DM is coming tomorrow. Then she starts asking me questions about how I've been helping with merchandising etc. Because I've pretty much been doing both jobs. And the idea is that I will be the ASM not but no one never really knows. SO I work through my headache but kind of want to die.
Wed: Go to work, turns out the DM is not coming, right after I find that out we loose power because the HIP is a big fat piece of dog poop, and we always loose power, So we only loose partial power we think we're ok, then H calls me to the back, and was like it smells like smoke, then I get T and by the time she gets back there smoke is pouring out of the air ducts. So I'm like call 911, and evacuate the building. But people are seriously stupid, and even though I tell them there is a fire in the back room they don't want to leave. One lady kept arguing can't I just pay for my stuff I'm almost done. I actually had to yell at her to get her to leave. I mean for real what part of fire do you not understand. So basically there was a fire or something in the HVAC unit, which is now pretty well fried.
So after about an hour we go back inside, and our controller is partially fucked up. Not enough for the registers not to work, but enought that I had to call after we closed and spend 45 min trying to fix it..
And so that bring us today. I'm not going to lie I'm a little afraid to leave the house...