I managed to survive Black Friday at work. It wasn't that bad, actually. We rarely had more than two people in line at a given station. Of course, we had sixteen cashiers. Yes, sixteen. We have eight regular register stations and the lobby, and whenever someone took a break or lunch someone took their place, plus some started work early and some came in for the closing shift (which overlap during the busiest time of the day, which happens to be lunch time) so all sixteen people had something to do at all times.
By six the shopping crowd had burned itself out and everyone apparently went home for dinner, so my boss gave me the option of leaving early.
"Yes!" I cried and closed myself off. Hurricane winds swept up in my wake as I dashed to the CSM and started to count out. I came home to duck dinner. Bliss.
Today: Nano, laundry, dishes, vacuuming, and organizing. Huzzah! It's been a long time since I've had a full day at home. I've missed being here.
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