It's 9am on a Saturday.
I'm at work.
I'm not supposed to be here. I'm on vacation.
But the weekend girl called in sick, and I'm the person who has to cover in situations like this.
To boot, my boss is mad at me. The weekend girl couldn't find my phone number, even though I know I have given it to her. So she calls our boss to get it. Boss calls me at 7am this morning, pissy that I haven't made my cell number more readily available. She thinks I'm a slacker. But I know I have given it to her at least twice.
What's really nice is, I just went to bed 5 hours ago. I partied like a rockstar last night. I'm still wearing my makeup, actually. I think I am going on 3 hours of sleep.
Did I mention that no one ever comes into this library on Saturdays? Which means it is stupid for anyone to even be here, much less me. This is the third time I've subbed on a Saturday, and not once has a single person ever come in here.
Oh, cool. I just remembered I get comp time for this. Well, that's something.
Thank God for McDonald's drive-thru breakfast. Their new chicken biscuit is delish.
But this is still bullshit.