Tales of a waitress who escaped the restaurant industry and then discovered a desk job kind of blows - so I put the apron back on. And I deliver pizza because getting paid to drive around listening to music is pretty awesome.
The GM did next week's schedule, and she took Brainless off the Sunday close. But she replaced her with someone even worse--but who I'd have no grounds to complain about. She's just a bossy know-it-all who thinks she's in charge of me.