I was seriously debating telling my cashier to get the fuck out of my office earlier, but I didn't. Here is the story..
Last week she told me that she didn't mind clocking out right at 9 and just waiting around until I was ready. I said, "OK that's fine." 9 o clock came around she clocked out. I had to count 2 drawers down when we closed. We got out of there at 9:15. That is a normal time. The other two girls don't get out of there until that time.
Fast forward to this week.
She walks into my office and declares that she knows she told me that, but that 9:15 is unacceptable. Then proceeds to say that she has physical therapy in the mornings and needs to get out of there as quickly as possible. Blah blah blah. I wanted to say, "Shut the fuck up you dumb bitch. I am the boss, and I don't have to count down those registers until 9:05 if I want." Instead, I thought about all of the stuff that she has been going through lately and just brushed it off BUT I anticipated a smart ass comment when I got the hell out of dodge tonight and was prepared with the appropriate, "You don't know when to shut up do you? ::Insert tangent here::" It didn't come to that, and she better not ever act like that to me again, or she will not be on my schedule anymore. Find a new job bitch.
I'm lovin' this "It's my way or the highway, I'm the boss now, Bitches!" attitude you've recently acquired. PPPOOOWWWEEERRRR!!!! :)
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