The Kindergoth Escapades

Good Morning, Kindergothlings! How is everyone doing on this dreary morning here in the US? <<Begin Rant; Scroll to skip>> So, last night was one of the shittiest nights I have had at work since I have been there.  For those of you that don't know, I work at xyz big box store, usually sorting and stocking, but also filling in for cashiers.  A typical night there are at least 3 people. Two to run our registers and then me.  But last night, I was filling in for a cashier on vacation, and our sort/stock called in...So, she's probably going to get fired. So once our other cashier shut down for the night, she filled in for sort/stock..BARELY. She did not stop bitching.  I ended up having to do her sorting AND watch for lines at my register. The rest of the night passed by in a frustrating and painful blur.  When I was relieved by a first shift cashier, I was fucking out of there.  And if they think I'm going to kill all of the overtime I worked...

I'm kinda loving this gloomy gray day.  If there's one thing I hate more than rain, it's the sun...of course. So, I put the first scratch, or set of scratches rather, into my new car.  "Echo"  is a 2013 Kia Soul that I bought on New Year's Day.  Now, I'm a super careful driver, but apparently after 8 nights in a row, car washes are my hell. I pulled into the apparently narrower than expected pathway to go into the car wash and scrubbed my car against the blue..idk what you call it.  I call it a hump.  Sometimes they are in front of gas pumps to keep people from getting too close....also me. Anyway, I scrubbed again that, and didn't get to see the damage until I got home. The car needed a bath, as we were driving to see Falling in Reverse that night.  I tried to shove my last $5 into the slot and: no luck.  I opened my car door and tried to squeeze out of the small gap and cash it in for quarters when the owner came up to me and of co...