The Ripped Soul

Can you actually give up on life?



I don't know. Earlier I just got wired. I went mental by afternoon. It was like those days back in SRG and Diz/Sha would laugh and go "dah giler ke?" [Going crazy already?]



My morning started off well.. Anna surprised me by getting Childhood on my phone! WOOP! Such a hard song to find... and it's one of my favourites. So, happy, I was.. extremely.



It made a DAMN good start to my morning. The moment I got home I straight transferred it to my iPod.



Went to work and I felt like I just stepped in Hell. Again.



Helen was annoyed.. didn't know why. Asked her and she said...... Nevermind. Lemme drop a hint. His name starts with 'K' and in South Park this joker ALWAYS dies.



Got it?



Apparently he didn't clean the bottle caps last night. And when Helen wanted to top up the sauces, she had the thing squirt ALL over her shirt. What was worse - not-so-funny joker actually put chilli sauce in the ketchup bottles.......



Sigh.



And it was basically the same shit.



Closing wise... she still took out the 250 in 50s, and left the sales for shift 1 in the till.

Requisition arrived and I was trying to change here, there and everywhere.

Schedule wise, I had word that I have a new manager coming in to cover next week, so I had to re-do the schedule. Again.

Schedule wise, I had requests for one of my timers to go over to another outlet to help. I'd be backed up with reinforcements from another outlet.



Re-did schedule... basically. And that's pretty stressful.. who'd have thought.



And Sya arrived, told him whatever needed to be told.. and we got to talking.



He said apparently we're being very pampered now. Previously he's worked hell shifts, and how it was back then.. with sales hitting 5k, 9k...



What is this compared to that?



And I just felt incompetent..



Maybe I'm not suited for the job? I know I've crumbled lots of times.. in SRG, in TMP, in BDK now, even.. especially with my no.1 pulling a stunt like that.



So if he can say that we're being THAT pampered.. and I'm still crumbling, what does that say about me?



That I'm weak?

That I'm not "manager-material"?

That I'm not ready for this?



Maybe I'm doing a bad job.

Maybe I suck at this...



What to do, what to do, what to do...



Sigh.