whoa. if we established one thing in our house discussion on i am a strange loop last night, it was that book club is run on beer. we must've had four or five apiece.
so last night i had another work nightmare. i showed up on opening day with a book in which i was stupidly engrossed, probably one of those george r.r. martin fantasy novels i've been borrowing from sam. anyway, i felt that things were under control, so i could read my book for a bit. when i looked up again i realized none of my staff knew they had to come in, because openings are held on sundays and they're all used to working on saturdays. and the registers had been set up in the wrong place, but the public was already coming in so it was too late to change them. so i set the intern at one of the registers while i went into the computer to start calling people and begging them to come in and work at the last minute. at that time, i realized a few things: i don't have the contact information for the people who have worked for me most recently entered into the computer, i can't find the document on the computer anyway, and the beer guys never came in to hook up the bars. time kept changing in a weird way, as well. i looked at the clock and it was 8, the day nearly over. then i looked and it was 3 again.
whew! que disastre! my brain is flipping out because the last saturday event is this week and after that i won't have constant stress to live off of.